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Oh my god! I'm a sailor's pig and I lost my leg Climbing up the top sails, I lost my leg I'm shipping off to Boston I'm shipping off to Boston I'm shipping off to Boston I'm shipping off to find my way I'm a sailor in pink and I lost my leg Climbing up the top sails, I lost my leg It's a waste of time Go Red, Lake! Let's get together. I can't believe the news today 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 of the children's beat Bodies strewn across the dead of the street And 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 All right, 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 mother children brothers sisters counterparts 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, tonight, tonight Let's go! Thank you. Thank you. And it's true we are immune When fact is fiction and TV reality And today the millions cry We eat and drink while some others be dead The real people yet begun To claim the victory to this day Sunday by Sunday Thank you. I love you. Why, by that bridge near the border, there were many more to die. And I would hover the mountain, I would watch the sea. They'd come to claim the emerald, without it they couldn't leave. We'll be right back.