FilesTube  Groups  Video  Games  Lyrics  Software  More
Help | You are not logged in Log in | Sign up

Browse by band : 0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z


Lyrics » Letter : R » Artist : Richard Cheese » Bullett the Blue Sky [Originally by U2] Lyrics

Lyrics options

Rate it :
0 votes

Views : 29
Add to favourites

Listen this artist songs

No results were found.
Search for Bullett the Blue Sky [Originally by U2] in on FilesTube

Watch this artist video

No results were found.
Search for Bullett the Blue Sky [Originally by U2] on FilesTube Video

Other lyrics by this artist

See all

Similar lyrics

Text for international users

Bullett the Blue Sky [Originally by U2] by Richard Cheeseالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Bullett the Blue Sky [Originally by U2] by Richard Cheese

     

Translate lyrics into:
English | Polish | Spanish | French | Russian | Italian | German


In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails
Into the 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
...ah...ah...

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
See them burning crosses
See the flames higher and higher

Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
...ah...
Bullet the blue
...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...

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
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 where the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
You take the staircase to the first floor
You turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into a saxophone
And through the walls you hear the city groan
Outside it's America
Outside it's America

Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain through a gaping wound
Pounding on the women and children
Who run...
Into the arms...

Writer : HEWSON, EVANS, MULLEN, CLAYTON
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

These lyrics are not available for printing.


Bookmark us

Great lyrics sites:



"no baby, no" 48s ago 'on a saturday night' 44s ago baby come on +44 1m 58s ago call me river 1m 44s ago cause your heart been your... 1m 35s ago eric clapton 32s ago feelings inside me you make... 1m 57s ago hate myself but tonight is... 1m 47s ago he came to town twist 1m 19s ago i\'ll be missing you the... 1m 32s ago jen 53s ago mami 43s ago master tempo 1m 46s ago merry xmas 1m 27s ago nina simone 1m 33s ago said the king to the people... 1m 3s ago so hard loving you 41s ago space cadet 36s ago the right time will come 2m 5s ago this is the place you were... 16s ago uno dos tres 13s ago whatever i do 1m 12s ago whatever i do planet 3s ago when i think of you, i... 1m 2s ago yeah we ballin ballin 1m 22s ago