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