Queensryche - Bullet The Blue Sky Lyrics

This sounds like shit! They need to stick with all that technical finger tapping bullshit and leave the real music for bands like U2

Mucho mejor que u2

Amazing

In the howlin' wind
Comes a stingin' rain
See it drivin' nails
Into the souls on the tree of pain

From the firefly
A red orange glow
See the face of fear
Runnin' scared in the valley below

Oh, oh
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

You plant a demon seed
You raise this flower of fire
We see them burnin' crosses
See the flames, higher and higher


Oh, oh
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue

This man, he comes running up to me
His face is red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a, of a, royal flush
He's holding his hand out to me
He's got his finger in my face!
He's got his finger in my face!

Now I didn't know quite know what to do about this, you know
Because, I mean, one side of me just wants to unload on him
Just like,"Fuck you, man!"
But the other side of me is thinking
"He just don’t understand
You don’t understand."
See, he thinks I’m less of a man because I don’t fit his ideal
Because I don’t fit his plan
You don’t understand
You don’t understand
I mean he’s living in some kind of box you know
He’s got his little box he's made for himself


Don’t step outside of that box!
Don’t step outside of that box!
It’s dangerous out there, outside the box
But, I don’t know, I guess he’s entitled to his opinion, right?
He’s entitled to his opinion
Because after all isn't this America?
I mean, goddamn isn't this America?
Everybody can have their fucking opinion in America
Everybody’s got a fucking opinion!

I got to tell you about this dream I keep having
Every night I keep having the same dream
Maybe it’s because I’m on the road I don’t know
I don’t sleep so well some nights

You hear that sound, that electric feedback guitar sound?
Well, that’s the sound I hear every night as I put my head down on that pillow

Anyway, I was going to tell you about this dream I keep having
Every night I keep having the same dream
I dream I'm running
I dream I’m running
I’m running through every city street and town across our country
I’m running
I’m running
And as I run I look around
I look around because I want to see what’s going on, you know
Got to keep abreast of all the happenings, you know
And as I look around I see faces surrounding me
Faces surrounding me as I’m running by
I see faces of our old people
I see faces of our little children and our elderly and our sick and our poor and our homeless
Staring back at me
And as I run by they reach out and they grab onto me
They're grabbing onto my arms they're grabbing onto my legs and my clothes
And I’m just running, you know, I’m just running
And I pull them along
I pull them along
I just keep pulling them along as I run
As I run
And as I run I just pull them all along
Because isn’t that what we’re supposed to do?
Because we're Americans, right?