DOES ANYBODY REALLY KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?

[Midwest Spy]

Yeah... mmmmmm..

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? Cuz 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