Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bullet the Blue Sky, artist - P.O.D.. Album song The Fundamental Elements of Southtown, in the genre Ню-метал
Date of issue: 09.07.2012
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Bullet the Blue Sky |
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain |
See it driving nails into 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 |
Plant a 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 |
This guy comes up to me |
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush |
Like all the colors 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 where the children sleep |
Through the alleys of a quiet city street |
Take the staircase to the first floor |
Turn the key and slowly unlock the door |
As a man breathes into a saxophone |
Through the walls we hear the city groan |
Outside it’s america |
Outside it’s america |
Across the field you see the sky ripped open |
See the rain come through the gaping wound |
Pounding on the women and children |
Who run into the arms of America |