Hellfire Blues - Strawbs

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