Bullet The Blue Sky [Live From Chicago]

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See 'em driving nails into souls on the tree of pain
From a firefly a red orange glow
I see the face of fear running scared in the valley below

The sky
The sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky

In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel, 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

The sky
The sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky

When Johnny comes marching home again
Hurrah, hurrah
When Johnny comes marching home
Home, home
What's a home
What's a home
Where's the home

Peace, please, I want it
Peace

These are the hands that built America
America

When Johnny comes marching home again
Hurrah, hurrah
When Johnny comes marching home again
Hurrah, hurrah
Will he be a man, I guess he was a boy
As long as he comes back to Illinois