Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet The Blue Sky

In the howling wind a stinging rain
See it nails
the souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange
See the face of
Running in the valley below

Bullet the sky
the blue sky
Bullet the
the blue

In the locust comes a rattle and hum
wrestled the angel
And the angel was
You plant a demon
You raise a of fire
See them crosses
See the flames higher and

the blue sky
Bullet the sky
the blue
Bullet the

guy comes up to me
His face red like a in a thorn bush
Like all the of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar
Slapping them
One hundred, two
And I can see fighter planes
And I can see fighter planes

Across the mud huts the children sleep
Through the alleys of a city street
You take the staircase to the first
Turn the key and slowly unlock the
As a man into a saxophone
And the walls you hear the city groan
is America
Outside is America,

Across the field you see the sky ripped
See the rain a gaping wound
Pounding on the and children
Who run
the arms
Of