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

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

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

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

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

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

Thunder on the rolling to the ground
get up in the morning walk the hard road down
Some sweet day I'll stand beside my
I betray your love or any other thing

Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of
I'll recruit my army from the
I been to St. Herman's and I've said my religious vows
I've sucked the milk out of a cows

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

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

Everybody's going and I to go too
Don't wanna take a with somebody new
I did all I could and I did it there and then
I've already confessed, no need to 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 pitchfork's on the
For the love of God, you ought to take pity on