Hey hebben jullie het verhaal gelezen bij "muzikale hints, schiffers fm", zie de draad
http://www.wieisdemol.com/topic,13758.msg329539.html#msg329539 geschreven door anonymol.
Hier de volledige tekst van BULLET THE BLUE SKY
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails into souls on the tree of pain
]from the firefly, a red orange glow
See the face of fear running scared in the valley below
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
Plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of fire
See them burning crosses, see the flames, higher and higher
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
This guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal flush
And he’s peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping them down
One hundred, two hundred (misschien dat hier die cijfers 12 en 21 op slaan, one-two, two-one???)
And I can see those fighter planes
And I can see those fighter planes
Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
Take the staircase to the first floor
Turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into a saxophone
Through the walls we hear the city groan
Outside it’s america
Outside it’s america
Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain come through the gaping wound
Pounding on the women and children who run into the arms of america
bron:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/u/u2/141516.htmlBen zooooo benieuwd naar de muzikale hints
Trouwens..ik vind MM zelf ook veel te George-achtig...
De verslaving is iig weer begonnen
Groetjes,
Chantal
