Bullet the Blue Sky (Jacknife Lee Remix)
Shout
Shout
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
Woah-woah
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Woah-woah
Bullet the blue (sky, ah)
Bullet the blue (ah)
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
Woah-woah
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
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 peeling 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 the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
We take the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes deep into saxophone
And through the walls we hear the city groan
Outside it's America
Outside it's America
See across the field
See the sky ripped open
See the rain coming through the gaping wound
Pelting the women and children
Who run into the arms of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America (into the arms of America)
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America (into the arms of America)
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America (into the arms of America)
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Shout
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
Woah-woah
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Woah-woah
Bullet the blue (sky, ah)
Bullet the blue (ah)
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
Woah-woah
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
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 peeling 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 the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
We take the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes deep into saxophone
And through the walls we hear the city groan
Outside it's America
Outside it's America
See across the field
See the sky ripped open
See the rain coming through the gaping wound
Pelting the women and children
Who run into the arms of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America (into the arms of America)
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America (into the arms of America)
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America (into the arms of America)
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Of America
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen, Dave Evans, Paul David Hewson
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Other Album Tracks
- Where the Streets Have No Name
- I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
- With or Without You
- Bullet the Blue Sky
- Running to Stand Still
- Red Hill Mining Town
- In God's Country
- Trip Through Your Wires
- One Tree Hill
- Exit
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