
And I can't tell the difference between ABC news, Hill Street Blues And a preacher on the old time gospel hour Stealing money from the sick and the old Well the God I believe in isn't short of cash, mister I feel a long way from the hills of San Salvador Where the sky is ripped open And the rain pours through a gaping wound Pelting the women and children Pelting the women and children Who run.

U2 - California (There Is No End To Love).U2 - I'll Go Crazy If I Don't Go Crazy Tonight.U2 - Love Is Bigger Than Anything In Its Way.U2 - Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me.U2 - Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own.Bullet the Blue Sky (.and I can see those fighter planes, across the mud huts where the children sleep. U2 - Stuck In a Moment You Can't Get Out Of Parents Guide: U2: Rattle and Hum (1988).U2 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For.See across the field See the sky ripped open See the rain comin' through the gapin' wound Howlin' the women and children Who run into the arms Of America. Outside, is America Outside, is America America.

Up the staircase to the first floor We turn the key and slowly unlock the door As a man breathes into his saxophone And through the walls you hear the city groan. And I can see those fighter planes And I can see those fighter planes Across the tin huts as children sleep Through the alleys of a quiet city street. Suit and tie comes up to me His face red like a rose on a thorn bush Like all the colours of a royal flush And he's peelin' off those dollar bills (Slappin' 'em down) One hundred, two hundred. Woh, woh, bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue Bullet the blue. We see them burnin' crosses See the flames, higher and higher. You plant a demon seed You raise a flower of fire. Jacob wrestled the angel And the angel was overcome. In the locust wind Comes a rattle and hum. Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue Bullet the blue. From the firefly A red orange glow See the face of fear Runnin' scared in the valley below. In the howlin' wind Comes a stingin' rain See it drivin' nails Into the souls on the tree of pain.
