Texty: Pillar. Sunday Bloody Sunday.
Wipe the tears away, wipe the tears away
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
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?
'Cause tonight we can be as one
Tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
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
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(Sunday, bloody Sunday)
(Let's go!)
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
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long? How long?
'Cause tonight we can be as one
Tonight, tonight
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(Sunday, bloody Sunday)
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
I wipe your tears away
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
On the real battle has just begun
To claim the victory that Jesus won
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
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?
'Cause tonight we can be as one
Tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
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
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(Sunday, bloody Sunday)
(Let's go!)
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
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long? How long?
'Cause tonight we can be as one
Tonight, tonight
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(Sunday, bloody Sunday)
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
I wipe your tears away
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
On the real battle has just begun
To claim the victory that Jesus won
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday