Outside, is America Outside, is America America. U2 - Bullet The Blue Sky (Live From Mexico City) lyrics: Yep In the howling wind comes a stinging rain See it driving nails into souls on the tree of pai. 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. In the howling wind comes a stinging rain See it driving nails Into the souls on the tree of pain From the firefly, a red orange glow Se. 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 peelin' off those dollar bills (Slappin' 'em down) One hundred, two hundred.Īnd I can see those fighter planes And I can see those fighter planes Across the tin huts as children sleep Through the alleys of a quiet city street.
Woh, woh, bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue Bullet the blue. We see them burnin' crosses See the flames, higher and higher. You plant a demon seed You raise a flower of fire. Jacob wrestled the angel And the angel was overcome. 'Bullet The Blue Sky' (originally by U2) In the howlin wind Comes a stingin rain See it drivin nails Into the souls on the tree of pain. In the locust wind Comes a rattle and hum. In the howlin' wind Comes a stingin' rain See it drivin' nails Into the souls on the tree of pain.įrom the firefly A red orange glow See the face of fear Runnin' scared in the valley below.īullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue Bullet the blue.
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