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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, gonna grab my and blow
Well, there's hot stuff here and it's 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 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 trying to run me
The writing's on the wall, come read it, come see it say

on the mountain, rolling like a drum
Gonna sleep over there, that's where the music from
I don't any guide, I already know the way
Remember this, I'm your both night and day

The pistols are poppin' and the power is
I'd to try somethin' but I'm so far from town
The sun keeps and the North Wind keeps 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 think it will fit me a glove
I want some real 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 the hard road down
Some sweet day I'll stand beside my
I wouldn't betray your love or any thing

Gonna me an army, some tough sons of bitches
I'll 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 thousand

I got the chops, she got the pie
She no angel and neither am I
on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes
I'll say this, I give a damn about your dreams

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

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 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 on the table, the pitchfork's on the shelf
For the love of God, you ought to pity on yourself