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

I was thinkin' 'bout Alicia Keys, 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 looking for her clear through Tennessee

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

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

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

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

Thunder on the mountain to the ground
Gonna get up in the morning walk the road down
Some sweet day stand beside my king
I wouldn't betray your love or any 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 my religious vows
I've the milk out of a thousand cows

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

Thunder on the heavy as can be
Mean old bearing down on me
All the ladies of Washington scrambling to get out of
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 confessed, no need to confess again

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