Only Killers Call Killing Progress: More lyrics because I feel like it.

Fall on me, black helicopter....

More lyrics because I feel like it.

Published June 27, 2005 by Lexy | E-mail this post

I can't believe the news today. Oh, 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 the 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....

And the battle's just 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?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one. Tonight, tonight

Sunday, Bloody Sunday; Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Wipe the tears from your eyes.... Wipe your tears away.... Oh, wipe your tears away.... Oh, wipe your tears away
...Sunday, Bloody Sunday...
Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes ...Sunday, Bloody Sunday... Sunday, Bloody Sunday...Sunday, Bloody Sunday... Sunday, Bloody Sunday...Sunday, Bloody Sunday...

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

...Sunday, Bloody Sunday...

The real battle just begun To claim the victory Jesus won
On...

Sunday, Bloody Sunday