U2 lyrics
U2 lyrics
"Bullet The Blue Sky lyrics"
Money To Burn lyrics
He doesn't know you're watching him, but why should he care? He's writing love letters to himself. He's writing love letters to himself. He's not leaving this w
In the howling wind comes a stinging rainHe doesn't know you're watching him, but why should he care? He's writing love letters to himself. He's writing love letters to himself. He's not leaving this w
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
"Cool in the shade, drink a little bit of lemonade" (Scratched 4x) Step on up to my lemonade stand And, demand the elixer that's grand Some skunk
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
SupertouchShitfit lyrics
Some people look at me and talk about me like a clown They just don't realize it's just my simple way to get down I've got that supertouch Chances are I've got
Like all the colors of a royal flushSome people look at me and talk about me like a clown They just don't realize it's just my simple way to get down I've got that supertouch Chances are I've got
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
Rita's Rings lyrics
I'm freezing cold hitch hiking through this dead town Ain't no money left since they closed the shop down I lived with a stripper and I... I just painted thingsTurn the key and slowly unlock the door
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
I'm freezing cold hitch hiking through this dead town Ain't no money left since they closed the shop down I lived with a stripper and I... I just painted things
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