Hellfire Blues

It was quiet for days
Then the skies turned red with spite
It was quiet for days
Then the skies turned red with spite
All hell's breaking out
Along the coast tonight

In a backstreet road
A row of houses burned
In a backstreet road
A row of houses burned
There's blood seeping out
Where someone's head was turned

From high above
The bombs were raining down
From high above
The bombs were raining down
As the sirens sounded out
Across the town

Tracers flashed through
The jet-black oily smoke
Tracers flashed through
The jet-black oily smoke
Shells exploded
But the spirit never broke

Came all clear
And bluebirds flew day long
Came all clear
And bluebirds flew day long
Vera Lynn sang
Her patriotic song

I looked out to sea
Through the silent airman's eyes
I looked out to sea
Through the silent airman's eyes
God rest his soul
For the ever open skies