Bullet the Blue Sky

You raise a flower of fire

Up the staircase to the first floor
See the face of fear

Woh, woh, bullet the blue sky
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush

And I can see those fighter planes
You plant a demon seed
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
One hundred, two hundred

And I can see those fighter planes
Jacob wrestled the angel
Suit and tie comes up to me
As a man breathes into his saxophone

Bullet the blue
Runnin' scared in the valley below
See the flames, higher and higher
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
And the angel was overcome
In the locust wind
Across the tin huts as children sleep
Outside is America
And he's peelin' off those dollar bills
Into the souls on the tree of pain

Bullet the blue sky

See it drivin' nails
Comes a rattle and hum
Outside is America
Howlin' the women and children

See the rain comin' through the gapin' wound
A red orange glow
Like all the colors of a royal flush

Through the alleys of a quiet city street
(Slappin' 'em down)
We see them burnin' crosses

Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
And through the walls you hear the city groan
See across the field, see the sky ripped open
From the firefly
America
Bullet the blue sky