Sunday Bloody Sunday - U2
The Experience:
This song is not a rebel song. This song is Sunday, Bloody Sunday. Not a rebel song, but an angry song, a gut-wrenching song, a song that mourns the violence and evil that plagues our world. And how long, how long, must we sing this song? Will hatred and violence ever end? Bono seems to believe that it can... And hints at how when he changes the meaning of Bloody Sunday: The real battle just begun, to claim the victory Jesus won on Sunday Bloody Sunday.
Music Video
My Take
Ask Yourself
LYRICS:
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
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
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
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Review by Matthew Whalen
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
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
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
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Review by Matthew Whalen