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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 And the battle's just begun There's many lost, but tell me who has won The trench is 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... Wipe your tears away Wipe your tears away Wipe your tears away, ect Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) *END OF SONG* *PLAYS THE INTRO TO "WITCH DOCTOR" Chris(guitarist/singer): Ladies and Gentlemen, Trav Dempsy on the drums! Trav(drummer): I've been thinking very hard about this Chris, and it seems our show is lacking something. Chris: What's that? Trav: It's lacking controversy, There's no controversy in rock n' roll! And I've just decided, right now, that every time we play, I'm gonna stop the show and get shit off my chest! It will be therapy. Is that ok with everyone?! Crowd: *Applause* Scott(bassist): You gonna get naked? Trav: Nah Scott: Ok, good! Trav: This is my controversy for this show... Some Drunken Fan: Are you a Prisoner of Society?! Trav: *Long Pause* No. Can I just have my little 3 minutes of fame, thank you! One night, me and Scott were out drinking... Chris: No! Trav: ...and rumored to be taking drugs, I won't confirm those allegations and we went to a nightclub. And its like, 5 in the morning and ya know what, I get to the door and the guy says; "You can't come in!". I thought because it was 5 in the morning. Crowd: Boo! Trav: And I said "Oh, No worries, mate!" and he says "Nah, You can't come in because you got tattoos." Crowd: Boooooo! Trav: And I said to him, "Haha, You have GOT to be kidding!" and he says "Nah mate, Honest, You can't come in because you got tats!". I said "That is fucking discrimination cunt!!" Crowd: *Cheers* Chris: It IS discrimination!!...we got one song left... Trav: Hang on! Hey! No! Fuck it! I know this is on tape, but I've got my controversy! And anyway, to cut a long story short, Club 161 on the corner of I believe it's High Street and Chapel Street in Prane...Get Fucked You Pricks! Crowd: *Eruption of Applause* Scott: Haha...Black bagged! |
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