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Thunder on the mountain, fires on the
a ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon
Today's the day, gonna grab my trombone and
Well, there's hot here and it's everywhere I go

I was 'bout Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying
When she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living the line
I'm wondering where in the world Alicia could be
I been for her even clear through Tennessee

like my soul is beginning to expand
Look into my heart and you will sort of
You brought me here, now you're trying to run me
The writing's on the wall, come read it, see what it say

on the mountain, rolling like a drum
Gonna sleep over there, that's where the coming from
I don't need any guide, I already the way
Remember this, I'm your servant night and day

The pistols are poppin' and the power is
I'd like to try somethin' but I'm so far from
The sun keeps shinin' and the North keeps picking up speed
Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others

I've been sitting down studying the art of
I think it will fit me like a
I want some real good woman to do just I say
Everybody got to wonder what's the matter this cruel world today

Thunder on the rolling to the ground
get up in the morning walk the hard road down
Some sweet day stand beside my king
I wouldn't betray your love or any other

Gonna me an army, some tough sons of bitches
I'll recruit my army the orphanages
I been to St. Herman's church and I've said my religious
I've sucked the out of a thousand cows

I got the chops, she got the pie
She no angel and neither am I
Shame on your greed, on your wicked schemes
I'll say this, I don't give a damn about dreams

Thunder on the mountain as can be
Mean old bearing down on me
All the of Washington scrambling to get out of town
Looks something bad gonna happen, better roll your airplane down

Everybody's and I want to go too
Don't wanna take a chance with new
I did all I could and I did it right there and
I've confessed, no need to confess again

Gonna a lot of money, gonna go up north
I'll plant and I'll harvest what the earth forth
The hammer's on the table, the on the shelf
For the of God, you ought to take pity on yourself