Bullet the Blue Sky

And from these fireflies
 And from these fireflies
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 In the howling wind, comes a stinging rain
 You see it driving the nails into the souls on the tree of pain
 And from these fireflies, a red orange glow
 You see the face of fear running scared through the valley below
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 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue
 Bullet the blue
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 In the locust wind, comes a rattle and hum
 Where Jacob wrestled the angel, and the angel was overcome
 You plant this demon seed, you raise a flower of fire
 You see them burning crosses
 You see the flames higher and higher
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 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue
 Bullet the blue
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 Suit and tie comes up to me
 His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
 With 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, the children sleep
 And 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
 A man breathes into a saxophone
 And through the walls, you hear the city groan
 Outside it's America
 Outside it's America
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 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue sky
 Bullet the blue
 Bullet the blue
 Bullet the blue skies
 In the blue skies
 In the blue skies
 See the sky ripped open
 The rain's coming down
 With visions of love
 People of the world
 As they run into the arms of America
 Of America
 Of America
 Of America