Bullet the Blue Sky
In the howling wind
Comes a stinging rain
See you driving nails into souls on the tree of pain
From a 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
Plant on demon seed
You raise a flower of fire
See them burning crosses
See the flames higher and higher
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
Suit and tie 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 peeling off those dollar bills
One hundred, two hundred
And I can see the fighter planes
And I can see the fighter planes
Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the alleys and the quiet city streets
Up the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
A man breathes deep into a saxophone
Through the walls we hear the city groan
And you run
And you run
And you run
And you run
And you run
And you run
And you run
And you run
Into the arms
