Blue-collar men mill around the dock,
Their work is forgotten as they watch the clock,
A few more minutes and their through for the day,
In their minds their already driving away,
The manager says, "You oughta be there some night if you don't think the dead can come back to life."

Livin' for the bell, like the fighter that fell,
When you leave it's just as well 'cause your heart's not in it when you're livin' for the bell.

The students all hang on the edge of their chairs,
Nervous anticipation fairly clouds the air,
The teachers know better than to try to teach them 'cause the final moments don't belong to them.
They stay at their desks to escape the stampede 'cause there aint no fury like the recently freed.

Livin' for the bell, like a fighter that fell,
When you leave it's just as well 'cause your heart's not in it when you're livin' for the bell.
Breakout.

Ooh,
The meeting is cooking, the preacher is hot,
Collection's been taken, sinners on the spot,
They sing about Jesus is coming again and they can't wait 'til they fly away with him.
There's a lot to get done 'fore the end of the show but it's hard to get to it when you just wanna go,
Just wanna go.

Livin' for the bell, like a fighter that fell,
When you leave it's just as well 'cause your heart's not in it when you're livin' for...
Livin' for the bell, like a fighter that fell,
When you leave it's just as well 'cause your heart's not in it when you're livin' for the bell.