BULLET THE BLUE SKY - U2

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
see it driving nails into souls of the tree od pain
from the firefly, a red orange glow
see the face of fear running scared in the valley below

CHORUS:
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 an higher

CHORUS

So this guy 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 those fighters planes
across the mud huts as the children sleep
through the alleys of a quiet city street
we take the staircase to the first floor
we turn the key and slowly unlock the door
this man breathes into his saxophone
through the walls we hear the city groan
outside it's America
outside it's America
so across the fields 
see the sky ripped open
see the rain pour through
a gaping wound
pelting the women and children
who run 
into the arms
of America