And 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,

And 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,

And 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,

White whale, holy grail I think that someone is trying to kill me Infecting my blood and destroying my mind No man of the flesh could ever stop me The fight for this fish is a fight to the death What remorseless emperor commands me I no longer govern my

The end of an era is here Into the motherland the German army march Comrades stand side by side to stop the Nazi charge Panzers on Russian soil a thunder in the east One million men at war Soviet wrath unleashed! The end of the third Reich draws near Its

A thunderous crash in the dead of the night We ready our weapons, prepare for the fight My band of comrades, so cruelly betrayed Now face the cold edge of justice's blade They knew how to hit us, they knew where to look Our fortress was breached and its

Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers So, when you hear it thunder, don't run under a tree There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me Every time it rains, it rains pennies from heaven Don't you know each cloud contains pennies from heaven?

There's a storm in the heartland She's leavin' me just like a restless wind And I can see my world is comin' to an end Like the sounds of thunder empty words ring out again The leaves on the tree are turnin' inside out From the Great White North there's

She's thunderstorms Lying on her front Up against the wall Thunderstorms I've been feeling foolish You should try it She came and substituted The peace and quiet

The skies are burning with thunder The seas are ablaze with flame Set the course for Cartagena The sands of time will remember our names History is written today Sailing the raging seas To distant lands unknown Porto Bello fell in a day Now Britannia