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Version 2 of
U2 Lyrics
Bullet the Blue Sky

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Version 2 of the lyrics

Version 1 of
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Bullet the Blue Sky

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Version 1 of the lyrics

  In the howling wind comes a stinging rain  In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
1  See it driving nails                                              See it driving nails into the souls on the tree of pain 1
1  Into the souls on the tree of pain   1
  From the firefly, a red orange glow  From the firefly, a red orange glow
2  See the face of fear                                            See the face of fear running scared in the valley below 2
2  Running scared in the valley below   2
      
  Bullet the blue sky  Bullet the blue sky
  Bullet the blue sky  Bullet the blue sky
  Bullet the blue  Bullet the blue
  Bullet the blue  Bullet the blue
      
  In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum  In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
3  Jacob wrestled the angel                                   Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome 3
4  And the angel was overcome                               Plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of fire 4
5  You plant a demon seed                                      See them burning crosses, see the flames, higher and higher 5
3  You raise a flower of fire   3
4  See them burning crosses   4
5  See the flames higher and higher   5
      
  Bullet the blue sky  Bullet the blue sky
  Bullet the blue sky  Bullet the blue sky
  Bullet the blue  Bullet the blue
  Bullet the blue  Bullet the blue
      
6  This guy      comes up to me   Suit and tie comes up to me 6
7  His face red like a rose on a thorn bush   His face red                                    7
8  Like all the colors of a royal flush                   Like                       a rose on a thorn bush 8
1  Like all the colours of a royal flush1
  And he's peeling off those dollar bills  And he's peeling off those dollar bills
9  Slapping them down                                (Slapping them down), one hundred, two hundred 9
6  One hundred, two hundred   6
  And I can see those fighter planes  And I can see those fighter planes
  And I can see those fighter planes  And I can see those fighter planes
10  Across the mud huts where                         Across the mud huts as the children sleep 10
7  the children sleep   7
  Through the alleys of a quiet city street  Through the alleys of a quiet city street
11  You take the staircase to the first floor   We take the staircase to the first floor 11
12  Turn       the key and slowly unlock the door   We turn the key and slowly unlock the door 12
13  As a man breathes       into a saxophone   A    man breathes deep into his saxophone 13
14  And through the walls you                           Through          the walls we hear the city groan 14
8  hear the city groan   8
  Outside is America  Outside is America
  Outside is America  Outside is America
      
15  Across the field you see                So I'm back in my hotel room 15
16  the sky ripped open                       With John Coltrane and The Love Supreme 16
17  See the rain through a gaping wound                  In the next room I hear some woman scream 17
18  Pounding on the women and children   Out that her lover's turning off 18
19  Who run                    Turning on the television 19
20  Into                 the arms                       And I can't tell the difference between ABC News 20
2  Hill Street Blues and a preacher on the old time Gospel Hour2
3  Stealing money from the sick and the old3
4  Well the God I believe in isn't4
5  Short of cash, Mister5
6  I feel a long way from the hills of San Salvador6
7  Where the sky is ripped open7
8  And the rain pours through a gaping wound8
9  Pelting the women and children9
10  Pelting the women and children10
11  Who run... who run... into the arms11
  Of America  Of America
      


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