U2 Bullet the Blue Sky Lyrics

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

Bullet the blue sky; bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue; bullet the blue

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

Bullet the blue sky; bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue; bullet the blue

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 peelin' off those dollar bills
Slapping them down: one hundred, two hundred!
And I can see those fighter planes; and I can see those fighter planes
Across the mud huts as children sleep; through the alleys and the quiet city street.
They take the staircase to the first floor and turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into his saxophone and through the walls you hear the city groan.
Outside is America.
Outside is America.
America ...

See across the field.
See the sky ripped open
See the rain coming through a gaping wound
Howling the women and children who run into the arms of America.