Song Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See ‘em driving nails into the souls on 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

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

Shout / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Shout / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Bullet the blue sky / Shout
Bullet the blue sky / Shoutt
Bullet the blue / Shout
Bullet the blue / Shout
Hey…

Yeah…hey

Yeah
So 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

So 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 ‘em down
One hundred… two hundred

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

Across the trenches when the children sleep
See 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
Is this America?
Yea!

Yea, where am I?
Where am I?
Yea

So…so I went walking
Walking through New Jersey and
I was walking through New Jersey and
Found my, I found another side of America
I found 16 thousand people in the one building
And no bloodshed
No bloodshed what so ever just 16 thousand people
Blowing the roof off rock’n‘roll style
And I like America, I really do
But I go home to my hotel room and I turn on the television
And I can see those fighter planes
I can see those fighter planes
Pelting the women and children, pelting the women and children
Who run…who run…
Into the arms of America