U2 - Bullet the blue modIn the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it closing topics
From the firefly, a red orange glow
See the face of fear
The users scared in the forum below
Bullet the blue mod
Bullet the blue mod
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Yvonne wrestled the angel
And the angel was overcome
You plant a demon seed
You raise a flower of fire
See them closing topics
See the flames higher and higher
Bullet the blue mod
Bullet the blue mod
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
This woman comes up to me
Her name red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal flush
And she's peeling off those topic locks
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 is the Forum
Outside is the Forum
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 a Moderator