There's been a lot of talk about this next song.

This song is not a rebel song.

This song is Sunday b_____ Sunday.

I can't believe the news today
Can't close my eyes
And make it go away!

How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long?
Too long
For too long

Tonight, we can be as one
Tonight, tonight, 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, b_____ Sunday
Sunday, b_____ Sunday
Sunday, b_____ Sunday
Sunday, b_____ Sunday

Let's roll

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trench is dug within our hearts
Mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart!

Sunday, b_____ Sunday
Sunday, b_____ Sunday

How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long?
Too long
For too long

Tonight, we can be as one
Tonight, tonight, tonight

Sunday, b_____ Sunday
Sunday, b_____ Sunday

Let's roll

Anyone who wants more details on my agenda can find them online.

The web address is not very imaginative,
but it's easy to remember.

the party party dot com

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
wipe your tears away
wipe your tears away

Wipe your blood shot eyes
...Sunday, b_____ Sunday...
Sunday, b_____ Sunday
Sunday, b_____ Sunday
Sunday, b_____ Sunday

Let's roll

And it's true that I'm immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality!
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die!

Sunday, b_____ Sunday
Sunday, b_____ Sunday
Sunday, b_____ Sunday
Sunday, b_____ Sunday

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