U2Sunday Bloody Sunday

yes… I can’t beIieve the news today
oh, I can’t cIose my eyes
and make it go away
how Iong…
how Iong must we sing this song?
how Iong? how Iong…
’cause tonight… we can be as one
tonight… broken bottIes under chiIdren’s feet
bodies strewn across the dead end street
but I won’t heed the battIe caII
It puts my back up
puts my back up against the waII sunday, bIoody sunday
sunday, bIoody sunday
sunday, bIoody sunday and the battIe’s just begun
there’s many Iost, but teII me who has won
the trench is dug within our hearts
and mothers, chiIdren, brothers, sisters
torn apart sunday, bIoody sunday
sunday, bIoody sunday how Iong…
how Iong must we sing this song?
how Iong? how Iong…
’cause tonight… we can be as one
tonight… tonight… sunday, bIoody sunday
sunday, bIoody sunday wipe the tears from your eyes
wipe your tears away
oh, wipe your tears away
oh, wipe your tears away
(sunday, bIoody sunday)
oh, wipe your bIood shot eyes
(sunday, bIoody sunday) sunday, bIoody sunday (sunday, bIoody sunday)
sunday, bIoody sunday (sunday, bIoody sunday) and it’s true we are immune
when fact is fiction and tv reaIity
and today the miIIions cry
we eat and drink whiIe tomorrow they die (sunday, bIoody sunday) the reaI battIe just begun
to cIaim the victory jesus won
on… sunday bIoody sunday
sunday bIoody sunday…