Other Exercises
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Yeah...
Hmm... hmm....
I can't the today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away
How long...
How long we sing song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight... we can be as one
Tonight...
bottles under children's feet
strewn the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up the wall
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(Oh, let's go)
And the battle's just begun
There's lost, but me who has won?
The trench is dug our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
How long...
How long must we sing song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight... we can be as one
Tonight... tonight...
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
(Yeah, let's go)
the eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
I wipe your away
(Sunday, Sunday)
I wipe your blood shot eyes
(Sunday, bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Sunday (Sunday, bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Sunday (Sunday, Sunday)
(Yeah, let's go)
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and while tomorrow they die
(Sunday, Sunday)
The real battle just begun
To the victory won
On...
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday...
Hmm... hmm....
I can't the today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away
How long...
How long we sing song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight... we can be as one
Tonight...
bottles under children's feet
strewn the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up the wall
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(Oh, let's go)
And the battle's just begun
There's lost, but me who has won?
The trench is dug our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
How long...
How long must we sing song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight... we can be as one
Tonight... tonight...
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
(Yeah, let's go)
the eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
I wipe your away
(Sunday, Sunday)
I wipe your blood shot eyes
(Sunday, bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Sunday (Sunday, bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Sunday (Sunday, Sunday)
(Yeah, let's go)
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and while tomorrow they die
(Sunday, Sunday)
The real battle just begun
To the victory won
On...
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday...
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