Thunder on the Mountain
Thunder on the mountain,and there's fires on the moonA ruckus in the alley and thesun will be here soonToday's the day, where I'm gonna grabmy trombone and blowWell, there's hot stuff here and it'severywhere I go
I was thinking about Alicia Keys,couldn't keep from cryingWhen she was born in Hell's Kitchen,I was living down the lineI'm wondering where in the worldAlicia Keys could beI been looking for her evenclear through Tennessee
Feel like my soul is beginning to expandLook into my heart and you will sort of understandYou brought me here, now you'retrying to turn me awayThe writing on the wall, come read it,come see what it does say
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Thunder on the mountain, rolling like a drumGoing to sleep over there,that's where the music is coming fromI don't need any guide, I already know the wayRemember this, I'm your servant both night and day
The pistols are popping and the power is downI'd like to try something but I'm so far from townThe sun keeps shining and the North Windkeeps picking up speedGonna forget about myself for a while,gonna go out and see what others need
I've been sitting down studying the art of loveI think it will fit me like a gloveI want some real good woman to do just what I sayEverybody got to wonder what's the matterwith this cruel world today
Thunder on the mountain rolling to the groundGonna get up in the morning walk the hard road downSome sweet day I'll stand beside my KingI wouldn't betray your loveor any other thing
Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitchesI'll recruit my army from the orphanagesI been to St. Herman's church, said my religious vowsAs I've sucked the milk outof a thousand cows
I've got the pork chops, she's got the pieShe ain't no angel and neither am IShame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemesI'll say this, I don't give a damnabout your dreams
Thunder on the mountain heavy as can beMean old twister bearing down on meAll the ladies in Washington scrambling to get out of townLooks like something bad is going to happen, betterroll your airplane down
Everybody going and I want to go tooDon't wanna take a chance with somebody newI did all I could, I did it right there and thenI've already confessed, no need toconfess again
Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up NorthI'll plant and I'll harvest what the earth brings forthThe hammer's on the table, the pitchfork's on the shelfFor the love of God, you ought to takepity on yourself.