Yep, (mmmm)....
....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, let's go!
And the battle's just begun....
....there's many lost, but tell me, who has won?
The trenches 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) tonight....
....alright, let's go!
Wipe the tears from your eyes....
....wipe your tears away....
....I'll 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)....
....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 drink....
....while tomorrow, they die!
The real battle will've begun....
....to claim the victory, Jesus won....
....on....
....sunday, bloody sunday (yeah)....
....sunday, bloody sunday.
All you women....
....who want a man off the street....
....and don't know which way you wanna turn....
....just keep a-comin' and put your hand onto me....
....'cause I'm the one who's gonna make you burn.
I'm gonna take you down....
....oh, down, down, down....
....so don't you fool around....
....I'm gonna pull it, pull it....
....pull the trigger!
Shoot to thrill....
....play to kill....
....too many women with too many pills, yeah....
....shoot to thrill, play to kill....
....I got my gun and I'm ready: Gonna fire at will, yeah.
I'm like evil, I get under your skin....
....just like a bomb that's ready to blow....
....'cause I'm illegal, I got everything....
....that all you women might need to know.
I'm gonna take you down....
....yeah, down, down, down....
....so don't you fool around....
....I'm gonna pull it, pull it....
....pull the trigger!
Shoot to thrill, play to kill....
....too many women, with too many pills ('said)....
....shoot to thrill, play to kill....
....I got my gun and I'm ready, gonna fire at will....
....'cause I'll shoot to thrill....
....and I'm ready to kill....
....I can't get enough, and I can't get my fill....
....I shoot to thrill....
....play to kill!
Yeah, pull the trigger....
....pull it....
....pull it, pull it....
....pull the trigger!
Oh, shoot to thrill....
....play to kill....
....too many women, with too many pills ('said)....
....shoot to thrill....
....play to kill....
....I got my gun and I'm ready, gonna fire at will....
....'cause I'll shoot to thrill....
....and I'm ready to kill....
....and I can't get enough, and I can't get my thrill, 'cause I....
....shoot to thrill....
....play it again!
Yeah....
....shoot you down....
....yeah....
....I'm gonna get you down to the bottom (shoot you)....
....I'm gonna shoot you....
....oh-hoo, yeah....
....yeah....
....yeah....
....I'm gonna shoot you down, yeah, yeah....
....I'm gonna get you down....
....(down, down, down, down)!
Shoot you....
....shoot you....
....shoot you....
....shoot you down....
....shoot you....
....shoot you....
....shoot you all down!
Oh, oh, oh....
....oh, oh....
....ohhhh!
I'm gonna shoot to thrill....
....play to kill....
....shoot to....
....thrill!
(Oh, merry child) It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky....
....it's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight....
....they say the sun is sometimes....
....eclipsed by a moon....
....y'know I don't see you....
....when she walks in the room.
It's no secret that a friend....
....is someone who lets you help....
....it's no secret that a liar....
....won't believe....
....anyone else....
....they say a secret is something....
....you tell one other person....
....so I'm telling you....
....child.
Love, we shine like a burning star....
....we're falling from the sky....
....(A man will beg, a man will crawl....
....on the sheer face of love....
....like a fly on a wall....
....it's no secret at all).
It's no secret that the conscience....
....can sometimes be a pest....
....it's no secret that ambition....
....bites the nails of success....
....every artist is a cannibal....
....every poet is a thief....
....all kill their inspiration....
....and sing about the grief....
Oh, love, we shine like a burning star....
....we're falling from the sky....
....(A man will rise, a man will fall....
....from the sheer face of love....
....like a fly from a wall....
....it's no secret at all).
Love, we shine like a burning star....
....we're falling from the sky....
....tonight.
Love, we shine like a burning star....
....we're falling from the sky....
....(A man will rise, a man will fall....
....from the sheer face of love....
....like a fly from a wall....
....it's no secret at all).
(Oh, yeah) It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky....
....the universe exploded....
....'cause of one man's lie....
....look, I gotta go: Yeah, I'm running outta change....
....there's alot of things....
....if I could, I'd re-arrange!
And....
....in the end....
....we lay awake....
....and we dream of making our escape....
....and....
....in the end....
....we lay awake....
....and we dream of making our escape.
"Sunday Bloody Sunday" & "The Fly"
By
U2
"Shoot To Thrill"
By
AC/DC
"The Escapist"
By
Coldplay
By
U2
"Shoot To Thrill"
By
AC/DC
"The Escapist"
By
Coldplay
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