100 lyrics for "Thun-thun-thunder, thunder"
Young, young, dumb and broke Young, dumb Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning, then the thunder, thunder Young, dumb, broke high school kids While we're young dumb Thunder, thun-thun-thunder, thunder Ya da da da da da da, ya da da da da da da Ya da da da
PlayI know a cabin down there in Tennessee Where you can't find the forest on account of the trees And Old Perry Foster he got something to say And you can smell the pigs 'cause' they been cookin' all day I don't need no critics I don't need no suits I just
PlayThe weather is frightening The thunder and lightning Seem to be having their way But as far as I'm concerned, it's a lovely day The turn in the weather Will keep us together So I can honestly say That as far as I'm concerned, it's a lovely day And
PlayThis world can hurt you It cuts you deep and leaves a scar Things fall apart, but nothing breaks like a heart Well, there's broken silence By thunder crashing in the dark (crash in the dark) And this broken record Spin endless circles in the bar (spin
PlayThunder, feel the thunder Thun-thun-thunder, thunder Lightning and the thunder, thunder Thunder, thun', thunder Lightning and the thunder Thunder, thunder, thunder Thunder, thunder Thun-thun-thunder, thunder, thunder
PlayAnd the thunder sounds like horses hooves Oh, I listen to her breathe And it makes me wanna wake her up And tell her that I'm on fire Listen to the rain It's just one of those days And listen to the rain fall on the roof With morning desire Here it is
PlayIf we can sing with the wind song Chant with thunder Play upon the lightning Waves can't break without rocks that dissolve into sand We can't dance without seasons upon which to stand Eden is a state of rhythm like the sea Is a timeless change Turn your
PlayThis world can hurt you It cuts you deep and leaves a scar Things fall apart, but nothing breaks like a heart Well, there's broken silence By thunder crashing in the dark (crash in the dark) And this broken record Spin endless circles in the bar (spin
PlayAnd the sound of distant thunder. The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,
PlayWhoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more
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