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“Bullet The Blue Sky” from The Joshua Tree.

This is one of my favorite songs from The Joshua Tree.

When I first heard it, at a young age, I had absolutely no idea what Bono was singing, but I sang along anyway, making up my own words. My best friend and I would always mimic the Bono-yell at the beginning of the song.

I love how the song starts out with Larry’s almost-syncopated drumming, and I love the effect Edge uses with his guitar. And, how could I not mention Adam’s rumbling, intimidating bassline?

My favorite parts of the song are Bono’s falsetto “Whooo-oo-oo!”’s and the lyrics, which conjure up such powerful images.

And the guitar solo is amazing, especially live.

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
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

Sky
Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky

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 a flower of fire
See them burning crosses
See the flames higher and higher

Sky
Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky
Bullet the blue / Sky

This guy 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 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
Turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into a saxophone
And through the walls you hear the city groan
Outside it's America
Outside it's America
(America)

Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain pour through the gaping wound
Pounding the women and children
Who run
Into the arms
Of America

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