Lyrics:

In the howlin' wind comes a stingin' rain
See it drivin' nails into the souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange glow
See the face of fear runnin' scared in the valley below

Woo, hoo, ooh-ooh, hoo
Woo, hoo, ooh-ooh, hoo
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
Uh, uh

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

Whoo, whooo
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue, oh
Bullet the blue, oh
Uhh, uhh, uhh

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
Slappin' 'em 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 of a quiet city street
And take the staircase to the first floor
Turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into his saxophone
And through the walls, you can hear the city groan
Outside, it's America
Outside, it's America
America


See across the field
See the sky ripped open
See the rain comin' through the gapin' wound
Howling the women and children
Who run into the arms
Of America