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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...)
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