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

I was thinkin' Alicia Keys, couldn't 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 even clear through

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

Thunder on the mountain, rolling a drum
Gonna sleep there, that's where the music coming from
I need any guide, I already know the way
Remember this, I'm your servant both and day

The pistols are poppin' and the is down
I'd like to try 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 sitting down studying the art of love
I think it fit me like a glove
I some real good woman to do just what I say
Everybody got to wonder what's the matter this cruel world today

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

Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of
I'll recruit my from the orphanages
I to St. Herman's church and I've said 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 bearing down on me
All the ladies of scrambling to get out of town
Looks like something bad gonna happen, better roll your airplane

going and I want to go too
Don't wanna a chance with somebody new
I did all I could and I did it right and then
I've already confessed, no to confess again

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