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?

'Cause tonight we can be as one.
Tonight

Broken bottles under children's feet,
Bodies strewn across a 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.

Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.

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.

Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.

How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long? How long?

'Cause tonight we can be as one.
Tonight.
Tonight, tonight.

Wipe our tears away
Wipe our tears away
Wipe our tears away
Wipe our tears away