Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet The Blue Sky

In the howling wind a stinging rain
See it nails into the souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly a red glow
See the face of fear running in the valley below

the blue sky
Bullet the sky
Bullet the
the blue

In the locust wind comes a and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel, and the was overcome
You plant a seed, you raise a flower of fire
See them crosses, see the flames higher and higher

the blue sky
Bullet the sky
the blue
Bullet the

This guy up to me
His face red like a on a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal
And he's off those dollar bills
'em down, one hundred, two hundred

And I can see those fighter
And I can see fighter planes
Across the mud where the children sleep
Through the of a quiet city street

You take the to the first floor
You turn the key and slowly the door
As a man breathes a saxophone
And through the walls you the city groan
Outside it's America, it's America, America

the field, you see the sky ripped open
See the rain through the gaping
the women and children
Who run the arms of America