[Crowd Cheering]
[Bono] This song...
Charles Manson stole from The Beatles.
We're stealing it back.
When you get to the bottom
You go back to the top of the slide
And you stop, and you turn
And you go for a ride
Then you get to the bottom
Then you see me again
Hey, hey, hey
Do you, don't you want me to love you?
Yeah
Coming down fast, I'm right here above you
Yeah
Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer
Ain't no lover, but you ain't no dancer
Helter skelter
Ooh
Do you, don't you want me to make you?
I'm coming down fast, now, don't let me break you
Yeah
Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer
You ain't no lover, but you ain't no dancer
Helter skelter
Ooh
When you get to the bottom
You go back to the top of the slide
And you turn, and you stop
And you go for a ride
Then you get to the bottom
Then you see me again
Hey, hey, hey
Do you, don't you want me to love you?
Yeah
Coming down fast, I'm right here above you
Yeah
Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer
You ain't no lover, but you ain't no dancer
Helter skelter
Ooh
And again!
Helter skelter
Ooh
[Panting]
[Crowd Cheering]
[The Edge] Hold me now
Oh, hold me now
Till this hour
Has gone around
And I'm gone
On the rising tide
For to face
Van Diemen's land
It's a bitter pill
I swallow here
To be rent
From one so dear
We fought for justice
And not for gain
But the magistrate
Sent me away
Hold me now
Oh, hold me now
Till this hour
Has gone around
And I'm gone
On the rising tide
For to face
Van Diemen's land
Is film expensive, Phil?
No.
Just checking.
Cheapest thing.
What do you think?
Is that beer coming?
We're here in Dublin
recording the new songs, right?
I knew this would never work.
What has happened, um,
between...
the writing of the, uh,
Joshua Tree album,
recording the Joshua Tree album,
and, uh...
the tour and now the new songs?
Adam.
Um...
[Bono] Whooo!
Lover, I'm off the street
Gonna go where the bright lights
And big city meet
With a red guitar
On fire
Desire
She's a candle
Burning in my room
I'm like a needle
Needle and spoon
Over the counter
With a shotgun
Pretty soon
Everybody got one
And the fever
Getting higher
Desire
Oh, yeah
And the fever
When I'm beside her
Desire
Burning
I'm burning
Whoo!
She's the firework
I'm exploding
She's the spark, spark, baby
See, I'm going
I was asleep
With 1,000 lovers
I've been to bed
With 100 others
Here we go.
For the love of money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
The fever
Getting higher
Desire
Oh, yeah
[Playing Harmonica]
[Phil] What's this film about?
It's sort of a musical journey, really,
you know?
Sounds good.
I was a little worried there
for a second.
Oh, it's, uh,
it's a musical journey.
That's really what it is.
What the movie is... is about
is when a band is developing,
it goes through certain stages,
and for us,
like, we're not the same band
we were when we recorded the War album,
for instance.
And we captured that on
Under a Blood Red Sky,
and we just wanted to capture
this period of... of the band
to...
Ah, fuck it.
I don't know.
That's Larry doing the...
What's the film about?
It's a musical journey.
It's about music... I hope.
At least, that's what you said
it was going to be about.
[Exit Begins]
You know he got the cure
You know he went astray
He used to stay awake
To drive the dreams he had away
He wanted to believe
In the hands of love
The hands of love
Oh!
[Echo]
Oh!
[Echo]
His head, it felt heavy
As he cut across the land
A dog started crying
Like a brokenhearted man
In the howling wind
He went deeper into black
Deeper into white
He sees the stars shine like nails in the night
He felt the healing, healing
Healing hands of love
Like the stars shining from above
His hand in his pocket
His finger on the steel
The pistol weighed heavy
His heart he could feel
Was beating, beating, beating, beating
Oh, my love, my love, my love, my love
[Crowd Cheering]
They say the hands that build...
can also pull down.
Even the hands of love.
Even the hands of love!
[Crowd Cheering]
Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A
[Crowd] Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A
Glo...
Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
G-L-O-R-I-A
Glo...
Gloria
[Crowd Cheering]
Thank you.
Well, we wrote the song
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For,
which is a gospel song pretty much.
It doesn't sound much like a gospel song
the way we do it,
but if you look at the lyric
and the basic music,
that's exactly what it is.
We got a cassette
from a friend of ours
at lsland Records
of a gospel choir covering the song,
and it sounded like--
It sounded totally different,
but it sounded really exciting and new.
So we traveled down to Harlem
and visited this church
in the middle of Harlem
where this choir
were going through a rehearsal,
and we played with them
and got the idea to do
a kind of combination arrangement.
[I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For Begins]
[Larry] My own conga.
My very own conga.
[Snap]
[Bono] I have climbed
The highest mountain
I have run
Through the fields
Only to be with you
[Snap]
I have run
I have crawled
I have scaled
These city walls
Only to be with you
But I still
Haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still
Haven't found
What I'm looking for
I have kissed
Honey lips
Felt the healing
In her fingertips
You're burning like a fire
Burning hot as fire
This burning desire
Burning with desire
I have spoke
With the tongue of angel
I have held
The hand of the devil
It was warm in the night
In the night
I was cold as a stone
Cold as stone
But I still
Haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still
Haven't found
What I'm looking for
All right.
Sing with me.
But I still
Haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still
[Woman] But I still
Haven't found
What I'm looking for
Oh, no
Oh, oh, oh, oh
But I still
Haven't found
What I'm looking for
No
I believe
In the kingdom come
Kingdom come
All the colors
Bleed into one
Ooh
Oh
I believe it
You know I do
Well
But I still
Haven't found
What I'm looking for
No, no, no, no, no, whoo
But I still
No, I still
Haven't found
What I'm looking for
Haven't found what I'm looking for
Searching high, searching wide
But I still
No, I still
Haven't found
What I'm looking for
For
Whoo
Hear me now, my brother
I need some freedom
Freedom for my people
I want some freedom
Freedom
Freedom, freedom
For my people
I'd like some freedom
I need some freedom
For my people
Freedom, freedom, freedom
Freedom for my people
I need some freedom...
[Silver And Gold Begins]
In the shit house, a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
If only the hunter was hunted
In this tin-can town
Tin-can town
No stars in the black night
Looks like the sky fall down
No sun in the daylight
Looks like it's
Chained to the ground
The warden said
"The exit's sold"
If you want a way out
Silver and--
Broken back to the ceiling
Broken nose to the floor
I scream, and the sounds just come in
It crawls under the door
There's a rope around my neck
And there's a
Trigger in your gun
Jesus, say something
I am someone
Captains and kings
In the ship's hold
They came to collect
Silver and gold
Ooh
I see the coming and the going
I've seen them captains and kings
I've seen their navy blue uniform
See them bright and shiny things
Bright and shiny things
Yeah
The temperature is rising
The fever white-hot
Mister, I ain't got nothin'
But it's more than you got
Chains no longer bind me
Not the shackles at my feet
Outside are the prisoners
lnside the free
Set them free
A prizefighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
For silver and gold
Silver and gold
Yeah.
Silver and Gold.
This song was written in a hotel room
in New York City...
round about the time a friend of ours,
Little Steven,
was putting together a record
of artists against apartheid.
It's a song written about a man...
in a shantytown
outside of Johannesburg...
A man who's sick
of looking down the barrel
of white South Africa,
a man who is at the point
where he is ready to take up arms
against his oppressor...
A man who has lost faith
in the peacemakers of the west
while they argue
and while they fail to support a man
like Bishop Tutu...
[Crowd Cheering]
and his request for economic sanctions
against South Africa.
Am I bugging you?
I don't mean to bug you.
O.K., Edge, play the blues.
[Crowd Cheering]
[Woman] Have you already started writing
for this next album,
and being so influenced
by American music, will it incorporate
some American music?
We went to Sun Studios
in Memphis.
Even though it's been a barbershop
and even though it's been
a few other things, like a store,
the exact same studio exists
and even the same tiles.
And we got Cowboy Jack Clement down.
He recorded Jerry Lee Lewis'
Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On.
And we recorded five new songs in five hours.
[Playing Angel Of Harlem]
[Bono] Angel Of Harlem.
[Music Stops]
[Man] Larry Mullen, Jr.
I don't have a mike on.
You don't know what I'm saying.
[The Edge] If I had those feet,
I wouldn't want them in the film.
If I had a head like yours,
I'd bleedin' bury it.
[Playing Angel Of Harlem]
It was a cold and wet December day
When we touched the ground at JFK
It was sunset over Uncle Sam
Charlie and the birdman
And Angel
New York like a Christmas tree
At night, this city belongs to me
Angel
Soul love
This love won't let me go
Oh, oh, oh
So long
Angel of Harlem
Blue light on the avenue
God knows when they got to you
Strung out, you learn to sing
Your eyes swollen like a bee sting
Birdland on 53
The streets sound like a symphony
We got John Coltrane and the Love Supreme
Miles, and she's got to be
An angel
Soul love
Well, this love won't let me go
So long
Angel of Harlem
Mmm, hmm, hmm
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah
Well, when you're on the road for that long,
sometimes you just feel like doing something
that isn't on the schedule
and just shaking it up a bit.
It's just, like, music can get so boring,
so conservative, so predictable.
[Crowd Cheering]
We've got a flatbed truck set up
in front of the plaza with your gear.
Whenever you're ready, we can go.
We're ready right now.
We've got to work out All Along the Watchtower.
Who do we know that knows the words to
All Along the Watchtower?
There must be some way out of here
What's going on?
We could try it in C.
There must be some way out of here
[Adam] B, C, A-flat--
A-sharp, rather.
[Playing All Along The Watchtower]
O.K.
"There must be some way out of here"
Said the joker to the thief
"There is too much confusion here"
"I can't get no relief"
I think that's close.
Is that O.K.? Are we going?
[Adam] Let's go.
[All Along The Watchtower Playing]
"There must be some way out of here"
Said the joker to the thief
"There is too much confusion here"
"I can't get no relief"
"Businessmen, they drink my wine"
"Plowmen dig my earth"
"None of them know along the line"
"What any of this is worth, yeah"
"No reason to get excited"
The thief, he kindly spoke
"There are many among us, yeah"
"Who think that life is but a joke"
"But you and I, we've been through that"
"And that is not our fate"
"So let us not talk falsely now"
"Because the hour is getting late"
Hey, hey, hey
Uh, uh, uh
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While her husband came and went
Barefoot servants, too
Yeah.
"Rock 'n' roll...
stops the traffic."
All I've got is a red guitar
Three chords, and the truth
All I've got is a red guitar
The rest is up to you
"There's no reason to get excited"
The thief, he kindly spoke
"There are some among us here"
"Who say that life is just a joke"
"You and I, we've been through that"
"And that is not our fate, at least today"
"So let us not talk falsely now"
"Because the hour is getting late, late"
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In God's Country.
[In God's Country Begins]
Desert sky
Dream beneath the desert sky
The rivers run, but soon run dry
We need new dreams tonight
Desert rose
Dreamed I saw a desert rose
Her dress torn in ribbons and in bows
Like a siren, she calls to me
Sleep comes like a drug
In God's country
Sad eyes, crooked crosses
In God's country, yeah
Yeah
Naked flame
She stands, a naked flame
I stand with the sons of Cain
Burned by the fire of love
Whoa, oh, oh, Whoa, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, whoa
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
That was good.
Really smashing the cymbals there, huh?
You want to change this?
Pass me a tissue please, Fintan.
Thank you.
[Bono] Right, with the B.B. King song,
watch for the third verse.
Not the first verse, the first chorus,
not the second verse--
But the third verse.
But the third verse,
which comes after the chorus.
I start to count. Then you come in.
Keep looking at me. Stand beside me.
We should all look at Larry?
Just be in the right.
Make sure because when we get on there,
so we're all prepared, just stand beside me-- boom, and in--
because Edge is on a completely different timing, as usual.
[Bono] Let me introduce to you--
I'd like to introduce to you
somebody whose music we've just come to know and love
over the last year or so
and his incredible band.
This is B.B. King and B.B. King's band here.
Where's B.B.?
Believe it or not,
B.B. King came to Dublin, Ireland.
He was playing in this club in Dublin, Ireland,
and we wrote this song for him.
It's called When Love Comes To Town.
I went to listen to the tape.
I was able to kind of get some of it together.
I hope you liked the song.
I love the song.
I think that the lyric is really...
Real heavy lyrics.
You're mighty young to write such heavy lyrics.
Ha ha ha!
You know, I'm one of those rebel-like guys.
I like to get in there
and see what's going on.
Break the mold a little.
That's right. Yeah.
They kind of...
look at me kind of weird.
They say, "Here he is, a 62-year-old,
and look what he's trying to do."
You're 62?
Yeah, I'm 62.
I'm no good with chords,
so what we do is...
get somebody else to play chords, and--
Well, Edge will do that.
There's not much chords in this song.
I think there's only two.
I'm horrible with chords.
[Band Playing Quietly]
I don't know what to do there.
I'm just-- I'm just--
Go ahead. yeah.
Was that a joke? Ha ha!
I was a sailor, I was lost at sea
I was under the waves before love rescued me
I was a fighter, I could turn on a thread
But I stand accused of the things I've said
When love comes to town
I'm gonna jump that train
When love comes to town
I'm gonna catch that flame
Baby, I was wrong
To ever let you down
But I did what I did
Before love came to town
I used to make love under the red sunset
I was making promises I was soon to forget
"Pale as the lace on her wedding gown." Are you scared?
"I left her standing before love came to town."
Ran into a juke joint
When I heard a guitar scream
The notes were turning blue
And I fell into a dream
As the music played
I saw my life turn around
But that was the day before love came to town
When love comes to town
I'm gonna catch that train
When love comes to town
I'm gonna catch that flame
Baby, I was wrong
To ever let you down
But I did what I did
Before love came to town
Hey, yeah, yeah
"I held the scabbard when the soldier drew the sword.
I threw the dice when they pierced his side,
but I've seen love conquer the great divide."
When love comes to town, I'm gonna jump that train
When love comes to town, I'm gonna catch that flame
Baby, I was wrong to ever let you down
But I did what I did
Before love came to town
[Bono] Thank you. Good night!
Ha ha ha!
All right. Might as well go for it.
[B.B.] Lot of emotion right there.
That's all right, young man.
That's all right.
See the sun rise over her skin
Don't change it
Woo!
See the sun rise over her...
Yo!
Thumb a lift there, Edge.
Dawn changes everything
Everything
And the Delta sun
Burns bright and violent
Mississippi and the cotton wool heat
66, a highway speaks
Of deserts dry
Of cool green valleys
Gold and silver mines...
I was a little bit disturbed
about going to Graceland, to be honest,
because unlike what some of the other guys are saying,
I loved the Elvis movies.
I used to watch them because it was great to see
a film star who was a musician.
In every single one of his movies,
he wasn't acting as a car salesman.
He was acting as a car salesman
who loved to play guitar.
I really related to that
because I worked myself for a couple of years.
I was a glorified messenger boy,
but I loved to play the drums.
I related to that. I loved the Elvis movies.
Over her skin
She feels like water in my hand
Freeway like a river cuts through this land
lnto the side of love like a burning spear
And the poison rain brings a flood of fear
Through the ghost ranch here
Can we get a photograph on the bike?
Um, well, we can--ha ha!
How about the snowmobile? The snowmobile.
Well, this man--
What Harley-Davidson means to this man, you would not know.
[Woman] How about--
How about off-camera?
That would be fine.
Just like a personal photograph.
We'll keep this away.
O.K., you can do that.
In this heartland
Heaven knows, this is the heartland
Heart, heartland, Hey, yeah
Heaven knows, this is the heartland
Heartland
I was worried that our involvement,
that us going to Graceland
would take away from him and take away from us.
When I got there, I enjoyed it and all that,
but seeing the graves
and, like, the eternal flame and all that
just seemed-- it seemed very distant.
I wish he hadn't been buried in there--
in the, uh, back garden.
I really wish that he'd been buried somewhere
where I couldn't have gone.
I would have felt better. I don't know why.
It's just one of those things, you know.
[Bad Begins]
If you twist and turn away
If you tear yourself in two again
If I could, you know I would
If I could, I would let it go
Surrender
Dislocate
If I could throw this lifeless lifeline
To the wind
Leave this heart of clay
See you walk, walk away
lnto the night
Through the day
If I could, through myself
Set your spirit free
I'd lead your heart away
See you break, break away
lnto the light
Through the day
lnto the half-light
Through the flame
Singing
Ooh, ooh
So let it go, uh-huh
And so fade away
So let it go, uh-huh
And so fade away
Wide-awake
I'm wide-awake
Wide-awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no
I'm not sleeping
If they should ask
Well, maybe they'd tell me what I should say
True colors fly in blue and black
Through silken sky and burnin' flag
Colors crash, collide in bloodshot eyes
If I could, you know I would
If I could, I would let it go
This desperation
Separation
Condemnation
In temptation
lsolation, revelation
Let it go, uh-huh
And so fade away
Let it go, uh-huh
And so fade
Fade
Fade away
Not fade away
No, no
Not fade away
No, no
Not fade away
Hey, hey
Let it go, uh-huh
And so fade away
So let it go, uh-huh
And so fade
Fade
Fade away
Not fade away
No, no
Not fade away
Hey, hey, ooh
Wide-awake
I'm wide-awake
Wide-awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no
Good-bye, Ruby Tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
Good-bye, Ruby Tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
Pleased to meet you
I hope you guess my name
Oh, yeah
You know, I'm pleased to meet you
I hope you guess my name
Oh, yeah
So let it go, uh-huh
And so fade away
So let it go, uh-huh
Fade, fade
Fade away
[Crowd Cheering]
[Applause]
[Where The Streets Have No Name Begins]
Oh!
I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame, yeah
Where the streets have no name
Whoa
I want to feel
Sunlight on my face
I see the dust cloud disappear
Without a trace
I want to take shelter
From the poison rain, yeah
Where the streets have no name
Oh
Where the streets have no name
Still building, then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do
Yeah!
The city's a flood
Your love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled in dust
I'll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name
Oh, yeah!
Where the streets have no name
Still building, then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do
I can do it!
Oh
Hey!
Oh
All right!
Where the streets have no name
Still building, then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do
Yeah
Oh, darling
Oh, my darling
I want to go there with you, yeah
Yeah!
[Crowd Cheering]
All right!
Thank you.
[MLK Begins]
Sleep, sleep tonight
And may your dreams be realized
If the thunder cloud passes rain
So let it rain, rain down on him
Mmm
So let it be
Mmm
So let it be
Sleep, sleep tonight
And may your dreams be realized
If the thunder cloud passes rain
So let it rain, let it rain
Rain on him
[Crowd Cheering]
[With Or Without You Begins]
See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I'll wait for you
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails, she makes me wait
And I wait without you
With or without you
Through the storm, we reach the shore
You give it all, but I want more
And I'm waiting for you
With or without you
With or without you, oh
I can't live
With or without you
Yeah, you
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give yourself away
My hands are tied
My body bruised
She got me with nothing to win
And nothing left to lose
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give yourself away
With or without you
With or without you, oh
I can't live with or without you
Oh
With or without you
With or without you, oh
I can't live with or without you
With or without you
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Thank you.
Yeah, we'll shine like stars in the summer night
We'll shine like stars in the winter light
One heart, one hope, one love
With or without you
With or without you, oh
I can't live with or without you
With or without you
[Crowd Cheering]
There are--There are people who would say
that you shouldn't mix music and politics
or sport and politics or whatever,
but I think that's kind of bullshit.
[Crowd Cheering]
[The Star-Spangled Banner Playing]
[Bullet The Blue Sky Begins]
In the howling wind
Comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails
lnto the souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly
Red-orange glow
I see the face of fear
Running scared in the valley below
Sky
Whoo
Sky...
Whoo
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
In the locust wind
Comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel
And the angel was overcome
You plant a demon seed
You raise a flower of fire
See them burning crosses
See the flames, higher and higher
Sky
Whoo
Sky...
Whoo
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Yeah
All right... now it's you.
So this guy comes up to me
His face red, like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping 'em down
100!
200!
And I can see those fighter planes
I can see those fighter planes
Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the valleys and the quiet city streets
We take the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
A man breathes into his saxophone
And through the walls, we hear the city groan
Outside, it's America
So back in the hotel room
With John Coltrane and the Love Supreme
In the next room, I hear some woman scream out
That her lover is turning off
Turning on the television
Well, I can't tell the difference
Between ABC News, Hill Street Blues
And the preacher of the Old Time Gospel Hour
Stealing money from the sick and the old
Well, the god I believe in
Isn't short of cash, mister
I feel a long way
From the hills of San Salvador
Where the sky is ripped open
And the rain pours through a gaping wound
Pelting the women and children
Who run...who run...
lnto the arms...
Of America
[Crowd Cheering]
[Running To Stand Still Begins]
And so she woke up
She woke up from where she was lying still
Said I--I gotta do something
About where I'm going
Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving rain
Maybe run from the darkness in the night
Singing ha, ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day
Ha la la de day
Mmm
Sweet the sin
But bitter the taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
But I only see one way out
You got to cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice
You know, I took the poison
From the poison stream
Then I floated out of here
Singing ha, ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day
Ha la la de day
Oh...ooh
Ooh, oh
She runs through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging, she is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She's running to stand...
Still
I'm still running
Still running
Still running, yeah
I'm still running
[Audience] Still running
[Bono] Still running
[Audience] Still running
I'm still running
Still running
[Playing Harmonica]
[Crowd Cheering]
I don't-- I'm not even sure
that that song should be in the film--
Sunday Bloody Sunday--
because I-- you know, that day,
the day of the Enniskillen, uh...bombing,
you know, will soon
long since be forgotten,
and people will not understand
the way we felt onstage.
[Crowd Cheering]
Well, here we are, the Irish in America.
[Crowd Cheering]
The Irish have been coming to America for years...
going back to the great famine
when the Irish were on the run from starvation...
and the British government that couldn't care less...
right up to today.
You know, there are more Irish immigrants
here in America today than ever--
some illegal, some legal.
A lot of them are just running from high unemployment.
Some run from the troubles in Northern Ireland,
from the hatred of the H-blocks, the torture--
others from wild acts of terrorism
like we had today in a town called Enniskillen,
where 11 people lie dead, many more injured,
on a Sunday, bloody Sunday.
[Sunday Bloody Sunday Begins]
Ooh, oh, oh
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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?
Tonight
We can be as one
Tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across a dead-end street
But I won't heed the battle call
That puts my back up, my back up against the wall
Sunday bloody Sunday
And this battle's yet begun
There's many lost, but tell me, who has won?
Trenches dug within our hearts
Mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday bloody Sunday
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
Tonight
We can be as one
Tonight
Oh!
[Bono] Yeah
And let me tell you something.
I've had enough of Irish-Americans
who haven't been back to their country
in 20 or 30 years
come up to me and talk about the resistance,
the revolution back home...
and the glory of the revolution
and the glory of dying for the revolution.
Fuck the revolution!
[Crowd Cheering]
They don't talk about the glory of killing for the revolution.
What's the glory...
in taking a man from his bed and gunning him down
in front of his wife and his children?
Where's the glory in that?
Where's the glory in bombing a remembrance day parade
of old-age pensioners,
their medals taken out and polished up for the day?
Where's the glory in that?
To leave them dying or crippled for life
or dead under the rubble...
of a revolution...
that the majority of the people in my country don't want?
No more! Sing!
[Audience] No more
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your bloodshot eyes
Wipe your tears away
[The Edge] Sunday bloody Sunday
[Bono] Once again.
Sunday bloody Sunday
[Bono] Sunday bloody Sunday
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction, TV a reality
And today the millions die
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
- Sunday bloody Sunday - The real battle's just begun
- Sunday bloody Sunday - To claim the victory Jesus won
Yeah
Sunday bloody Sunday
[Crowd Cheering]
[Pride (In The Name Of Love) Begins]
One man come in the name of love
One man come and go
One man come, he to justify
One man to overthrow
In the name of love
What more in the name of love?
In the name of love
What more in the name of love?
One man caught on a barbed wire fence
One man, he resist
One man washed on an empty beach
One man betrayed with a kiss
In the name of love
What more in the name of love?
In the name of love
What more in the name of love?
The Edge!
Ohh, oh, oh, oh
Oh
Ohh, oh, oh, oh
[Crowd] Ohh, oh, oh, oh
Ohh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ohh, oh, oh, oh
Ohh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Early morning, April 4
A shot rings out in the Memphis sky
Free at last, they took your life
They could not take your pride
In the name of love
What more in the name of love?
In the name of love
What more in the name of love?
Ohh, oh, oh, oh
[Crowd] Ohh, oh, oh, oh
Ohh, oh, oh, oh
[Crowd] Ohh, oh, oh, oh
For the Reverend Martin Luther King...
sing.
In the name of love
What more in the name of love?
In the name of love
What more in the name of love?
In the name of love
Ohh, oh
Oh, yeah
Oh
[Crowd Cheering]
Good night.
God bless you.
You say you want
A diamond and a ring of gold
You say you want
Your story to remain untold
But all the promises we made
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you'll give me
A highway with no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the land
You say you'll give me
Eyes in a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbor in the tempest
But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you want
Your love to work out right
To last with me through the night
You say you want
Diamonds and a ring of gold
Your story to remain untold
Your love not to grow cold
Oh, the promises we break
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You
I want is you
All I want is you