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

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

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

Thunder on the mountain, rolling like a
Gonna sleep over there, where the music coming from
I don't any guide, I already know the way
this, I'm your servant both night and day

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

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

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

raise 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 vows
sucked the milk out of a thousand cows

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

Thunder on the heavy as can be
Mean old twister bearing on me
All the ladies of Washington scrambling to get out of
Looks like something bad gonna happen, better roll your airplane

Everybody's going and I to go too
wanna take a chance with somebody new
I did all I and I did it right there and then
I've confessed, no need to confess again

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