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Thunder on the mountain, on the moon
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' Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying
she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living down the line
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 will sort of
You brought me here, now you're trying to run me
The writing's on the wall, come it, come see what it say

on the mountain, rolling like a drum
Gonna sleep over there, that's where the coming 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 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 what others

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

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

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

I got the chops, she got the pie
She ain't no angel and am I
Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked
I'll say this, I don't a damn about your dreams

Thunder on the 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, roll your airplane down

going 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 forth
The on the table, the pitchfork's on the shelf
For the love of God, you ought to take on yourself