Song Lyrics

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails into the souls on the tree of pain

From a firefly, a red orange glow
I see a face of fear running scared in the valley below


Sky
Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky

In a locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel the angel was overcome
You plant a demon seed you raise a flower of fire
See ‘em burning crosses see the flames higher and higher

Sky
Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky

Don’t let it happen again, no…

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well this guy comes up to me see
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
Slapping them down

We’re talking 
One hundred
Two hundred
Three hundred
Four

I can see those fighter planes
I can see those fighter planes

Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the alleys the quiet city streets
Take the staircase to the first floor
Turn the key unlock the door
A man breathes into a saxophone, saxophone
And through the walls we hear the city moan, moan
Outside it’s America
America!
America!

We run
And we run
Into the arms

Of America?