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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 my trombone and blow
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 down the line
I'm wondering where in the world Alicia Keys be
I been for her even clear through Tennessee

Feel like my soul is beginning to
Look my heart and you will sort of understand
You brought me here, now you're 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 there, that's where the music coming from
I don't need any guide, I already the way
Remember this, I'm servant both 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 shinin' and the North Wind keeps picking up speed
Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gonna a lot of money, gonna 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 of God, you ought to take pity on yourself