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Thunder on the mountain, fires on the
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 'bout Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying
When she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living down the
I'm where in the world Alicia Keys could be
I been looking for her even clear through

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 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 from
I don't need any guide, I already the way
Remember this, I'm your servant both 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 North Wind picking up speed
Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others

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 cruel today

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

Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of
recruit my army from the orphanages
I to St. Herman's church 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
on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes
I'll say this, I don't a damn about your dreams

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

Everybody's and I want to go too
Don't wanna take a chance somebody new
I did all I could and I did it right there and
I've already confessed, no need to confess

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