Thunder sing and play along

Just a young gun with a quick fuse,

I was uptight, wanna let loose.

I was dreaming of bigger things and wanna leave my old life behind.

Not a 'yes, sir.'

Not a follower.

Fit the box, fit the mold,

have a seat in the foyer,

take a number.

I was lightning before the thunder.

(Thunder, thunder, thunder, thun...

Thunder, thuthuthunder, thunder.

Thunder, thunder, thun...

Thunder, thuthuthunder, thunder.)

Thunder, feel the thunder.

Lightning, then the thunder.

Thunder, feel the thunder.

Lightning, then the thunder.

Thunder, thunder, thunder.