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Originally by U2

I can't believe the news today
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
Bodies strewn across a dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trenches 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?
Tonight we can be as one - tonight
(Tonight) Sunday, bloody Sunday
(Tonight) Sunday, bloody Sunday

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
(Wipe your tears away) Sunday, bloody Sunday
(Wipe your tears away) Sunday, bloody Sunday

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

The real battle yet begun
To claim the victory Jesus won
On Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Originally by U2    I can't believe the news today   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   Bodies strewn across a dead end street   But I won't heed the battle call   It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall     Sunday, bloody Sunday   Sunday, bloody Sunday     And the battle's just begun   There's many lost, but tell me who has won?   The trenches 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?   Tonight we can be as one - tonight   (Tonight) Sunday, bloody Sunday   (Tonight) Sunday, bloody Sunday     Wipe the tears from your eyes   Wipe your tears away   Wipe your tears away   (Wipe your tears away) Sunday, bloody Sunday   (Wipe your tears away) Sunday, bloody Sunday     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     The real battle yet begun   To claim the victory Jesus won   On Sunday, bloody Sunday   Sunday, bloody Sunday