an 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 against the wall 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 mother's children, brothers, sisters torn apart Sunday, bloody Sunday Sunday, bloody Sunday Wipe the tears from your eyes Wipe your tears away Wipe your bloodshot eyes (tabfu.thudspace.net)