U2
Bullet The Blue Sky
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails into souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly
A red orange glow
See the face of fear
Running scared in the valley below.
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
Plant a demon seed
you raise a flower of fire
See them burning crosses
see the flames
higher and higher
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
Suit and tie comes up to me
His face red
Like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
(Slapping them down)
one hundred
two hundred
And I can see the fighter planes
And I can see the fighter planes
Across the mud huts as the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
Up the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into his saxophone
And through the walls you hear the city groan.
Outside is America
Outside is America
America.
See across the field
See the sky ripped open
See the rain coming through the gaping wound
Howling the women and children
Who run into the arms
Of America.