CULTURA

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

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


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

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!

The real battle yet begun
To claim the victory Jesus won