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Angels & Airwaves - Bullets In The Wind (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom DeLonge
Tom DeLonge
Guitar
Angels & Airwaves
Angels & Airwaves
Performer
Aaron Rubin
Aaron Rubin
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom DeLonge
Tom DeLonge
Composer
Ilan Rubin
Ilan Rubin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Moulder
Alan Moulder
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Recording Engineer
Tom DeLonge
Tom DeLonge
Producer
Aaron Rubin
Aaron Rubin
Producer
Tom Lord-Alge
Tom Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Army, army waiting for me Set the dial to the radio free Tie and tether to the band on the run Pick em' up with the sound of your guns, woah-oh Call em' in, to the white of the eyes Watch em' dance, get kicked to the side Chatter up in a forbidden tongue Got you now eat the heart of the young A Ritual, the words creep out Like a ghost, the heart sinks down An Animal, teethe reach out Holding on, we're coming up strong, up again We dance like bullets in the wind Over and over again Over and over again We're bringing life back from the dead Keeping the captive alive Over and over we go Over and over we go So turn up the transistor radio Trouble trouble, get me some more Cutting deep going down to the core Great Scott, the kids in the rain We come together with the sound of a train Shut and lock with a four letter word Bite your thumb the car's gonna swerve Sound clatter, the crash city lights Hurry up- this kids gonna fight A Ritual, the words creep out Like a ghost, the heart sinks down An Animal, teethe reach out Holding on, we're coming up strong, up again We dance like bullets in the wind Over and over again Over and over again We're bringing life back from the dead Keeping the captive alive Over and over we go Over and over we go So turn up the transistor radio Pick up the beat And pry up the caskets And call in the masses And turn up the song Shuffle your feet and Exit the blackness Rise up from the ashes You're dancing along A Ritual, the words creep out Like a ghost, the heart sinks down An Animal, teethe reach out Holding on, we're coming up strong, up again We dance like bullets in the wind Over and over again Over and over again We're bringing life back from the dead Keeping the captive alive Over and over we go Over and over we go So turn up the transistor radio
Writer(s): Thomas Delonge, Ilan Rubin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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