Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar Brother I'm hell on wheels Got the booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for a real outlaw Duct tape on that license

She needs to live on the bright side of the world She feels like a solar power girl She don't like the rain Always makes her sad The thunder and the lightning reminds her of her dad Today she makes a jailbreak Today she leaves her nest She's packing up

She's coming around the bend She's holding lightning in both hands She's like rain when she rolls in But that sunshine in her thunder Makes the loneliest heart wonder If the ride is worth the pain Might not be stone clouds inside Oh but don't you worry

The Hell Patrol Like wild fire Comes roaring Mad whirlwind Burning the road Black thunder White lightning Speed demons cry Night riders

Whoa, 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

Everything comes naturally, it comes naturally You are the thunder and I am the lightning It comes naturally And I love the way you know who you are And to me it's exciting When you know it's meant to be When you're with me, baby Bay bay bay baby And it

Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder Lightning then the thunder (thunder) Lightning then the thunder Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder Just a young gun with a

We're like thunder in the rain You're fire, I'm lightning We're burning at the core Girl we're a perfect storm Every time our hearts collide I can feel our love come alive It's the same, baby Hear the rumble in your chest Feel the wind coming off your

And the thunder rolls Deep in her heart The thunder rolls (the thunder rolls) And the lightning strikes Another love grows cold The thunder rolls Three thirty in the morning Not a soul in sight The city's looking like a ghost town

If 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