Bullet The Blue Sky

In the howlin' wind
 Comes a stingin' rain
 See it drivin' nails
 Into the souls on the tree of pain
 From the firefly
 A red orange glow
 See the face of fear
 Runnin' scared in the valley below
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 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue
 Bullet the blue
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 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
 We see them burnin' crosses
 See the flames, higher and higher
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 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue
 Bullet the blue
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 And 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 peelin' off those dollar bills, slappin' 'em down
 One hundred, two hundred
 And I can see those fighter planes
 And I can see those fighter planes
 Across the mud huts where the children sleep
 Through the alleys of a quiet city street
 And take the staircase to the first floor
 We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
 As the man breathes into his saxophone
 And through the walls you hear the city groan
 Outside, it's America
 Outside, it's America
 America
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 See across the field
 See the sky ripped open
 See the rain comin' through the gapin' wound
 Pelting the women and children
 Who run into the arms
 Of America