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Thunder on the mountain, fires on the
There's a ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here
Today's the day, gonna grab my trombone and
Well, hot stuff 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 down the
I'm wondering where in the world Alicia Keys be
I looking for her even clear through Tennessee

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

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

The pistols are and the power is down
I'd to try somethin' but I'm so far from town
The sun shinin' 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 sitting down the art of love
I it will fit me like a glove
I want some real woman to do just what I say
Everybody got to wonder the matter with this cruel world today

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

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

I got the chops, she got the pie
She ain't no angel and am I
Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked
I'll say this, I don't a damn about your 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 like something bad gonna happen, better 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 right there and
I've already confessed, no need to again

Gonna make a lot of money, 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 love of God, you ought to take pity on