There's been a lot of talk about this next song, maybe, maybe too much talk. This is not a rebel song. This song is Sunday Bloody Sunday.

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
And bodies strewn across a dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
Puts my back up, my back up against the wall

Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Alright

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, tonight
Tonight, tonight
Here, give it up, two, up

Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
Sunday bloody Sunday
Wipe your tears away
Sunday bloody Sunday
Wipe your tears away
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
I'm so sick of it
Give it up, wrap it up, two, up

And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and T.V. reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
Sunday bloody Sunday
The real battle just begun
Sunday bloody Sunday
To claim the victory Jesus won

On a Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday