Allright
I'm feeling so alone, deep inside my head
Totally incomplete, a living dead
A life of misery, without fuel to burn
My life took a left turn, and I went straight ahead
I'm shitting thunder, I'm gonna blow
I feel a desert chill, creeping up my spine
A life of rock and roll would do me fine
Banging to a riff so sweet, ripping souls a part
Heavy metal to compete, New York City march
I'm shitting thunder, I'm gonna blow
I'm shitting thunder, baby, putting on a show
I'm shitting thunder, I'm gonna blow
I'm shitting thunder, baby, putting on a show
Shitting thunder, baby
Hey!
I'm shitting thunder, I'm gonna blow
I'm shitting thunder, baby, putting on a show
I'm shitting thunder
Hey
I'm shitting thunder
I'm gonna blow
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