Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet The Blue Sky [live]

In the howling comes a stinging rain
See it driving
Into the souls on the of pain
From the firefly, a red glow
See the face of
Running scared in the below

the blue sky
Bullet the sky
Bullet the
Bullet the

In the wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the
And the angel was
You plant a seed
You a flower 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 red like a rose in a thorn bush
all the colors of a royal flush
And peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping them
One hundred, two
And I can see fighter planes
And I can see those planes

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

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