Sunday, bloody Sunday
When fact is fiction and TV reality
Sunday, bloody Sunday
How long must we sing this song?
(Sunday, bloody Sunday)
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
How long
Sunday, bloody Sunday
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, bloody Sunday
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight we can be as one tonight
How long, how long?
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
Wipe your tears away
(Sunday, bloody Sunday)
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(Sunday, bloody Sunday)
Wipe your tears away
And today the millions cry
How long, must we sing this song?
And it's true we are immune
And the battle's just begun
The trench is dug within our hearts
Sunday, bloody Sunday
'Cause tonight we can be as one tonight
But I won't heed the battle call
Wipe your tears away
Sunday, bloody Sunday
How long
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Broken bottles under children's feet
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Wipe your tears away
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall
To claim the victory Jesus won on
(Sunday, bloody Sunday)
The real battle just begun
