Song Lyrics

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See ‘em driving nails into the souls in the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange glow
I see the face of fear running scared in the valley below

Sky / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sky / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky

From 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
I see them burning crosses, see the flames higher and higher

Shout / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Shout / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Bullet the blue sky / Shout
Bullet the blue sky / Shout
Bullet the blue / Shout
Bullet the blue / Shout
Yeah
Yeah

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 ‘em down
One hundred… two hundred
And I can see those fighter planes
I can see those fighter planes

Cross the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the valleys and the quiet city streets
We take the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
A man breathes into a saxophone
And through the walls we hear the city groan
Outside it’s America
But tonight it’s Boston, yea!
Oh yea, c’mon

Yea

So anyway
The smoke in the streets
And the hills outside San Salvador
And I see the sky ripped open
See the rain pelting through a gaping wound
Pelting the women and children
Pelting the women and children
Who run…who run…
To where the streets have no name