Текст песни Sepultura - Bullet The Blue Sky
Sepultura - Bullet The Blue Sky слова песни
In the howlin` windComes a stingin` rainSee it drivin` nailsInto the souls on the tree of pain.From the fireflyA red orange glowSee the face of fearRunnin` scared in the valley below.Bullet the blue skyBullet the blue skyBullet the blueBullet the blue.In the locust windComes a rattle and hum.Jacob wrestled the angelAnd the angel was overcome.You plant a demon seedYou raise a flower of fire.We see them burnin` crossesSee the flames, higher and higher.Woh, woh, bullet the blue skyBullet the blue skyBullet the blueBullet the blue.Suit and tie comes up to meHis face red like a rose on a thorn bushLike all the colours of a royal flushAnd he`s peelin` off those dollar bills(Slappin` `em down)One hundred, two hundred.And I can see those fighter planesAnd I can see those fighter planesAcross the tin huts as children sleepThrough the alleys of a quiet city street.Up the staircase to the first floorWe turn the key and slowly unlock the doorAs a man breathes into his saxophoneAnd through the walls you hear the city groan.Outside, is AmericaOutside, is AmericaAmerica.See across the fieldSee the sky ripped openSee the rain comin` through the gapin` woundHowlin` the women and childrenWho run into the armsOf America.