U2 lyrics
U2 lyrics
"Bullet The Blue Sky lyrics"
Virginia Dare lyrics
you were here, now you're gone hoping just to find some place where you belong let me know before too long how the world's been treating you and i
In the howling wind comes a stinging rainyou were here, now you're gone hoping just to find some place where you belong let me know before too long how the world's been treating you and i
See it driving nails
Into the 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
And the angel was overcome
You 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
Cannibals lyrics
(M. Knopfler) Well he's daddy's little boy he plays with his toys He holds on to his daddy's hand His daddy says sonny you're a big strong boy You
Like all the colors of a royal flush(M. Knopfler) Well he's daddy's little boy he plays with his toys He holds on to his daddy's hand His daddy says sonny you're a big strong boy You
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping them down
One hundred, two hundred
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
You take the staircase to the first floor
Let The Funk Flow lyrics
[Parrish Smith] Relax while I tax, or you can just max It really doesn't matter, just stay the hell back Poppin much junk, now the time has arose-
Turn the key and slowly unlock the door[Parrish Smith] Relax while I tax, or you can just max It really doesn't matter, just stay the hell back Poppin much junk, now the time has arose-
As a man breathes into a saxophone
And through the walls you hear the city groan
Outside is America
Outside is America
Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain through a gaping wound
Pounding on the women and children
Who run
Into the arms
Of America