| F#m | A | D | | I can't be | lieve the news to | day |
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| F#m | A | D | | I can't | close my eyes and | make it go away |
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| A | Bm7 | | How long | how long must we sing this song |
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| F#m | A | D | F#m | A | D | | To | night | | We can be as one to | night | | |
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| F#m | A | D | | Broken | bottles under | children's feet |
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| F#m | A | D | | Bodies | strewn across a | dead end street |
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| F#m | A | D | | But I won't | heed the battle | call |
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| F#m | A | D | | It puts my | back up puts my | back up against the wall |
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| F#m | A | D | | Sunday | bloody sun | day |
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| F#m | A | D | | Sunday | bloody sun | day |
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| C | Bm | A | C | Bm | A | C | Bm | A | | Sunday | bloody sun | day | | | | | | |
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And the battle's just begun |
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theres many lost but tell me who has won? |
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The trenches dug within our hearts |
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and mothers children, brothers sisters torn apart |
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| A | Bm7 | | How long | how long must we sing this song |
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| F#m | A | D | F#m | A | D | E | | To | night | | we can be as one to | night | | | |
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| F#m | A | D | F#m | A | D | | to | night | to | night to | night | to | night |
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| F#m | A | D | F# | A | D | F# | A | | | | Wipe your | tears away | | wipe your | tears away | |
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| F#m | A | D | | Sunday | bloody sun | day |
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| F#m | A | D | | Sunday | bloody sun | day |
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| C | Bm | A | C | Bm | A | F#m | A | D | | Sunday | bloody sun | day | | | | | | |
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| C | Bm | A | C | Bm | A | F#m | A | D | | Sunday | bloody sun | day | | | | | | |
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And it's true we are immune |
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When fact is fiction and TV is reality |
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And today the millions cry |
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We eat and drink while tomorrow they die |
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