Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday, Bloody Sunday

I can't believe the news
Oh, I close my eyes
And make it go
How long...
How long must we this song?
How How long...
tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...

Broken bottles under children's
Bodies across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle
It my back up
Puts my back up the wall

Sunday, Bloody
Sunday, Sunday
Sunday, Bloody

And the battle's begun
many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers,
Torn

Sunday, Bloody
Sunday, Bloody

How long...
How long must we sing song?
How How long...
tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...

Wipe tears away
Wipe your tears
Wipe tears away, ect

Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

*END OF
THE INTRO TO "WITCH DOCTOR"

Chris(guitarist/singer): Ladies and Gentlemen, Trav on the drums!

Trav(drummer): I've been very hard about this Chris, and it seems our show is lacking something.

What's that?

Trav: It's lacking controversy, There's no controversy in rock n' roll! And I've just decided, right now, 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?!

*Applause*

Scott(bassist): You get naked?

Nah

Ok, good!

Trav: This is my for this show...

Some Drunken Fan: Are you a of Society?!

Trav: *Long No. Can I just have my little 3 minutes of fame, thank you! One night, me and Scott were out drinking...

No!

Trav: ...and rumored to be taking drugs, I won't 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.

Boo!

Trav: And I said "Oh, No worries, mate!" and he says "Nah, You can't come in you got tattoos."

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 discrimination cunt!!"

Crowd:

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 in Prane...Get Fucked You Pricks!

Crowd: of Applause*

Haha...Black bagged!