Song Lyrics

America!

Alright Joe

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 it’s running scared in the valley below

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

From the locust wind, comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
Ya plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of fire
I see them burning crosses, see the flames higher and higher

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

So this guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of the 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
Sandino vive en el pueblo
Sandino vive en el pueblo

See 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 his saxophone
And through the walls we hear the city groan
Outside it’s America
But tonight it’s Boston, Massachusetts
Yea

You see the streets of Salvador
You see the streets of Salvador
You see the sky ripped open
See the rain poring through a gaping wound
Pelting the women and children
Pelting the women and children

Well today I went walking
I went walking through the streets of Boston
I went down onto the channel
And I met some people sleeping in bags in Boston
And I think of my own hometown in Dublin, Ireland
And I’m sitting pretty, the big fat rock ‘n’ roll star
And I’m walking through the streets of my city, Dublin, Ireland
And I see people sleeping in bags there too

Pelting the women and children
Pelting the women and children
Yep…and they run, and they run
Into the arms

Thank you