Sunday Bloody Sunday

This is not a rip-off song, this is Soonday Bloooody Sooonday!

Woke up, saw the fire

raining down onto my desires

never knowing what might end or not might end

It was hell, bloody bloody hell

Sunday Bloody Sunday

Walking down the ruins a-walking

Crying on the grave a-crying

Got myself a paper cut, now a-screaming

This fucking day's so damn a-nnoying!

Sunday Bloody Sunday

Saw the cutesie Easter Bunny

Still no match for the Playboy Bunny

This song is sad, but it's not funny

Fuck the goddamn IR Army!

Sunday Bloody Sunday

Should'a gone to church I should've

Should'a thanked the Lord I should've

Could'a stopped the fire, I could've

Could'a saved my soul, couldn't I?

How long, how long must we sing this song?

How looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong!

Sunday Bloody Sunday

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