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Bullet The Blue Sky Lyrics

"Bullet The Blue Sky" (live from Tempe)

"I was angry with what I saw as the bullying of peasant farmers by big aeroplanes supported by American foreign policy and dollars. In Nicaragua, seventeen families ran the country before the revolution; all of the wealth was in the hands of those seventeen families. In Salvador it had been similar. In Chile, a democratic choice had been overthrown by a CIA-backed coupe to impose a killing machine called General Pinochet. There was a lot to despise about America back then, there was shameful conduct int he defence of their self-interest... They were bad times. I had described what I had been through, what I had seen, some of the stories of people I had met, and I said to Edge: 'Could you put that through your amplifier?'" - Bono, U2 By U2 2006

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See them driving nails into souls in the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange glow
I see the face of fear running scared in the valley below

The sky
The sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky

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

The sky
The sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky

Yeah, alright, hold you. See, 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 peeling off those dollar bills, lapping them down: one hundred, two hundred. And I can see the fighter planes. I can see the fighter planes. Across the mud huts where the children sleep, across the valleys and the quiet city streets. We take the staircase to the first floor. We take the key and slowly unlock the door. A man breathes into a saxophone. Through the walls we hear the city groan. Outside it's America, outside it's America. So I'm back in my hotel room with John Coltrane and a love supreme, and in the next room I hear a woman scream out. Her lover's turning off, turning on the television, and I can't tell the difference between ABC News, Hillstreet Blues and a preacher on the Old Time Gospel Hour stealing money from the sick and the old. Well, the God I believe in isn't short of cash, mister. I feel a long way from the hills of San Salvador where the sky is ripped open and the rain pours through a gaping wound, pelting the women and children, pelting the women and children run, run in to the arms of America.

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March 9 2018

09:00 PM - 10:30 PM - U253 Tribute Band Appearance

Tonight in Tacoma

March 13 2018

Adam's Birthday

Our favorite bassist turns 58 today.

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