Song Lyrics

Sunday Bloody Sunday
Yep
Sing it!

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

I can’t believe the news today
I can’t close my eyes, 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
It puts my back up
My back up against the wall

Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday / Sunday bloody Sunday
Alright so

And this battle’s yet 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

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

Yep, alright, may I introduce to you on bass guitar
And the reason we are all here tonight
Adam Clayton
Behind me here, Larry Mullen Junior

Everybody
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more…
No more what?
No more Belfast? Derry?
On the contrary, we want to see Belfast and Derry shine
Like lights that they are
No more, what?
No more, no more, no more
So sick of it, so sick of it, so sick of it
No more

Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your blood shot eyes / Sunday bloody Sunday
Wipe your tears away / Sunday bloody Sunday

Sunday bloody Sunday / Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday / Sunday bloody Sunday
We’re so sick of it

And it’s true we are immune
When fact is fiction, TV a reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die

The real battle yet begun / Sunday bloody Sunday
We’ll claim the victory that Jesus won, yeah / Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday bloody Sunday

Thank you