Bullet The Blue Sky Testo

CHORUS
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue

In the locust wind comes a rattling hum
Where Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
You plant this demon seed; you raise a flower of fire
You see them burning crosses
You see the flames higher and higher

CHORUS

Suit and tie comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
With all the colors 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 the children sleep
And through the alleys of a quiet city street
You take the staircase to the first floor
You turn the key and slowly unlock the door
A man breathes into a saxophone
And through the walls you hear the city groan
Outside it's America
Outside it's America

CHORUS
Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain through a gaping wound
Pounding on the women and children
Who run into the arms
Of America