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 Just a young gun with a  fuse
 I was uptight, wanna let 
 I was dreaming of  things
 And wanna leave my  life behind
 Not a yes sir, not a 
 Fit  box, fit the mold
  a seat in the foyer, take a number
 I was lightning before the 
 
 Thunder, thunder
 Thunder, thun-, thunder
 Thun-thun-thunder, thunder, thunder
 Thunder, thun-, thunder
 Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
 
 Thunder,  the thunder
 Lightning  the thunder
  feel the thunder
 Lightning  the thunder
 Thunder, thunder
 Thunder
 
 Kids were laughing  my classes
 While I was scheming for the 
 Who do you think  are?
 Dreaming 'bout being a  star
 You say you're basic, you say  easy
 You're always riding  the back seat
 Now  smiling from the stage while
 You  clapping in the nose bleeds
 
 Thunder, thunder
 Thunder, thun-, thunder
 Thun-thun-thunder, thunder, thunder
 Thunder, thun-, thunder
 Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
 
 Thunder, feel  thunder
 Lightning and  thunder
 Thunder,  the thunder
 Lightning and the 
 Thunder
 
 Thunder,  the thunder
 Lightning and the thunder, 
 
 Thunder, feel the 
 Lightning and the  thunder
  feel the thunder
 Lightning and the thunder, 
 Thunder, feel  thunder
 Lightning and  thunder, thunder
 Thunder, feel the 
 Lightning and the  thunder
 
 Thunder, thunder, thunder
 Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
 Thunder, thunder, thunder
 Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
 Thunder, thunder, thunder
 Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
 Thunder, thunder, thunder
 Thun-thun-thunder, thunder