「Bullet the Blue Sky」U2

作詞 CLAYTON ADAM,EVANS DAVID,HEWSON PAUL DAVID, MULLEN LAURENCE 作曲 CLAYTON ADAM,EVANS DAVID,HEWSON PAUL DAVID, MULLEN LAURENCE

アルバム「ヨシュア・トゥリー(30周年記念盤~デラックス)」より

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                    B   C#m

In the howlin' wind

                      B   C#m

Comes a stingin' rain

 

See it drivin' nails

B        C#m                      B   C#m

Into the souls on the tree of pain.

 

                 B   C#m 

From the firefly

                  B   C#m

A red orange glow

                     B  

See the face of fear

        C#m                        B  

Runnin' scared in the valley below.

 

C#m C#mB    C#m


B          C#m

Bullet the blue sky

B          C#m

Bullet the blue sky

B          C#m

Bullet the blue

B          C#m  B  

Bullet the blue.

 

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                   B   C#m

In the locust wind

                        B   C#m

Comes a rattle and hum.

                         B  

Jacob wrestled the angel

        C#m                B   C#m

And the angel was overcome.

 

                       B   C#m

You plant a demon seed

                            B   C#m

You raise a flower of fire.

                            B  

We see them burnin' crosses

        C#m                      B   C#m

See the flames, higher and higher.

 

   B   C#m  B          C#m

Woh,    woh, bullet the blue sky

B          C#m

Bullet the blue sky

B          C#m

Bullet the blue

B          C#m  B   C#m

Bullet the blue.

 

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Suit and tie comes up to me

B            C#m

His face red like a rose on a thorn bush

     B       C#m

Like all the colours of a royal flush

                 B         C#m

And he's peelin' off those dollar bills

              B  

(Slappin' 'em down)

C#m                      B  

One hundred, two hundred.

 

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And I can see those fighter planes

    C#m                           B  

And I can see those fighter planes

 C#m                                 B  

Across the tin huts as children sleep

C#m                                       B  

Through the alleys of a quiet city street.

C#m                                B  

Up the staircase to the first floor

C#m                                       B  

We turn the key and slowly unlock the door

C#m                                 B  

As a man breathes into his saxophone

C#m                                          B  

And through the walls you hear the city groan.

C#m                B  

Outside, is America

C#m                B   C#m

Outside, is America

 

America.

 

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                      B  

See across the field

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See the sky ripped open

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See the rain comin' through the gapin' wound

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Howlin' the women and children

 

Who run into the arms

 

Of America.

 

 

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