I can't believe the news todayOh, I can't close my eyes and make it go awayHow long, how long must we sing this song?How long, how long?Tonight, we can be as one tonightBroken bottles under children's feetAnd bodies strewn across the dead end streetBut I won't heed the battle callIt puts my back upPuts my back up against the wallSunday, bloody SundaySunday, bloody SundaySunday, bloody SundaySunday, bloody SundayAnd the battle's just begunThere's many lost, but tell me who has wonThe trench is dug within our heartsAnd mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apartSunday, bloody SundaySunday, bloody SundayHow long, how long must we sing this song?How long, how long?And it's true we are immuneWhen fact is fiction and TV realityAnd today the millions cryWe eat and drink while tomorrow they die, yeahI wipe the tears from your eyesI wipe your tears away(Tonight, tonight)I wipe your tears away(Tonight, tonight)I wipe your tears away(Tonight, tonight)I wipe your bloodshot eyes(Tonight, tonight)Sunday, bloody SundaySunday, bloody SundaySunday, bloody Sunday(The real battle just begun)Sunday, bloody Sunday(To claim the victory Jesus won on...)Sunday, bloody SundaySunday, bloody Sunday
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I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes and make it go away
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
Tonight, we can be as one tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
And bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die, yeah
I wipe the tears from your eyes
I wipe your tears away
(Tonight, tonight)
I wipe your tears away
(Tonight, tonight)
I wipe your tears away
(Tonight, tonight)
I wipe your bloodshot eyes
(Tonight, tonight)
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(The real battle just begun)
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(To claim the victory Jesus won on...)
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
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