Bullet The Blue Sky lyrics

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QUEENSRYCHE lyrics : "Bullet The Blue Sky"


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
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
You 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 sky
Bullet the blue

Bullet the blue

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 them down
One hundred, two hundred
And I can see those fighter planes

And I can see those fighter planes
Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street

You take the staircase to the first floor
Turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into a saxophone

And through the walls you hear the city groan
Outside is America
Outside is America


Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain through a gaping wound

Pounding on the women and children
Who run
Into the arms

Of America

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Writer(s): Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen, Dave Evans, Paul David Hewson
Copyright: Polygram Int. Music Publishing B.V.
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