Review of Bloody Sunday (2002) by Jeremy S — 30 Oct 2007

Yes...

I cant believe the news today.

Oh, I cant 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 childrens feet.

Bodies strewn across the dead end street.

But I wont 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...).

(allright lets go!).

And the battles just begun.

Theres 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...

Cause tonight...we can be as one.

Tonight...

Tonight...

Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight).

Tonight.

Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight).

(come get some!).

Wipe the tears from your eyes.

Wipe your tears away.

Wipe your tears away.

I wipe your tears away.

(sunday, bloody sunday).

I wipe your blood shot eyes.

(sunday, bloody sunday).

Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday).

Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday).

(here I come!).

And its true we are immune.

When fact is fiction and tv reality.

And today the millions cry.

We eat and drink while tomorrow they die.

The real battle yet begun (sunday, bloody sunday).

To claim the victory jesus won (sunday, bloody sunday).

On...

Sunday bloody sunday.

Sunday bloody sunday...