Bloody Sunday
U2 Lyrics


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Yeah

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 (alright)

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
(Tonight, tonight) Sunday, Bloody Sunday (let's go)

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
I'll, wipe your tears away (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
I'll, 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
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday) to claim the victory Jesus won
On





Sunday Bloody Sunday, yeah
Sunday Bloody Sunday

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of U2’s “Bloody Sunday” portrays the tragedy of the 1972 massacre in Derry, Northern Ireland, where peaceful demonstrators were met with brutal violence from British soldiers. The song opens with the singer's dismay at hearing the news of the massacre, and how he can't simply ignore it and forget. He questions how long the people must continue singing this song of sorrow, and when will they finally find unity. The songwriter then vividly describes the scene of the aftermath with broken bottles and dead bodies on the streets, but he refuses the urge to join the fight, and declares that it only pushes him to the wall. The chorus consists of an outcry naming “Sunday Bloody Sunday,” referring to the specific day of the event, emphasizing the violence and unfathomable brutality that happened there.


The second verse of the song goes beyond the physical violence that occurred on this tragic day, and touches on the emotional and psychological effects on the people. The trench that is being dug deep in their hearts, separating them from one another, leaving mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart. The repetitive questioning of how long till the fighting stops, and when they will all be able to reconcile like brothers and sisters, even if it's just for one night. The refrain ends with a plea to wipe the tears away, to try and imagine a brighter tomorrow, while still recognizing the somber events that took place. The closing refrain combines hope and despair, with an awareness of the enormity of the realities being depicted.


Line by Line Meaning

I can't believe the news today
I'm in disbelief after hearing the news today


Oh, I can't close my eyes
I can't ignore what's happening


And make it go away
I can't pretend it's not happening


How long?
How much longer will this go on?


How long must we sing this song?
How much longer will we have to keep protesting?


How long, how long?
How much longer will this injustice continue?


'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight, we can come together and unite


Broken bottles under children's feet
Children are exposed to dangerous and violent situations


Bodies strewn across the dead end street
Dead bodies litter the streets


But I won't heed the battle call
I won't allow myself to be drawn into violence


It puts my back up
It makes me defensive


Puts my back up against the wall
It forces me to a position where I must respond to violence with violence


Sunday, Bloody Sunday
A reference to January 30, 1972, when British troops shot and killed unarmed civil rights protesters in Northern Ireland


And the battle's just begun
The protest has just begun and there's still a long way to go


There's many lost, but tell me who has won
Many people have lost their lives, but who has really won anything?


The trench is dug within our hearts
Our hearts are filled with pain and conflict


And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Families are broken and torn apart as a result of this violence


How long, how long?
How much longer will this go on?


'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight, we can come together and unite


Wipe the tears from your eyes
Don't let your emotions overwhelm you


Wipe your tears away
Don't let your sadness consume you


Oh, wipe your tears away
Get rid of your sadness


I'll, wipe your tears away
I will help you get over your sadness


I'll, wipe your blood shot eyes (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
I will help you recover from the trauma of violence


And it's true we are immune
We have become desensitized to violence and suffering


When fact is fiction and TV reality
We can't trust the media to accurately report the truth


And today the millions cry
Many people are suffering and unhappy today


We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
We live comfortably while other people are dying


The real battle just begun
The true fight has just started and there's still a lot of work to be done


To claim the victory Jesus won
To attain the goal of peace that Jesus wanted to see


Sunday Bloody Sunday, yeah
Reinforcement of the title's message - that the events of Bloody Sunday should never be forgotten




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Paul David Hewson, Adam Clayton, Dave Evans, Larry Mullen

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@basanimodas6712

Yeah
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 (alright)
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…



@gussalazar449

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes
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
The real battle just begun
to claim the victory Jesus won on
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday



@Top10Archive

LYRICS: (In case you need them!)

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



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@thewilberforce

I was there. 8 rows back on the left. It was beyond magic. I remember every note, perfect or not. It was and remains the most real live performance I have ever seen.

@thewilberforce

40 years later and we haven’t learned a thing.

@LucasLeoneVe

U2 has been the band my family listens to on every New Year's Evening since 2000's. And we are not even aglophones. We're from southern Brazil. I am glad you had that experience. Let it live. He comes soon. ✟

@agentcooper4627

When the fog rolls onto the Colorado foothills like that, it can be a magical thing.

@jhchnc

Jealous truly

@NaturalBornKelli

PLLLLease... "Every note, perfect or not!" This is probably the best version of the song in existence. It's perfect the way it is. At least music was still real then! Also, at least Bono was still REAL then. This new Bono is not Bono, it's a completely different person 100%... Men simply don't change the way he changed... And people don't have plastic surgery to look worse. His entire features are different, in a negative way. He doesn't even have the same voice! This is the real Bono. I don't know where this Bono went, but he's absolutely not the Bono presented to the whole world today! It's a bit scary.

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@tinaghandchilar252

This U2 song is timeless...hands down classic...love the part where Bono screams "I'm so sick of it!!!!" Noted.

@margaretsch.3609

It’s one of his best lines ever if not the best.

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