Well, there's hot stuff here and it's everywhere I go
Gonna sleep over there, that's where the music coming from
I've already confessed, no need to confess again
Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up north
Remember this, I'm your servant both night and day
I was thinkin' 'bout Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying
Don't wanna take a chance with somebody new
Gonna get up in the morning walk the hard road down
I been looking for her even clear through Tennessee
The pistols are poppin' and the power is down
I did all I could, I did it right there and then
I think it’ll fit me like a glove
Thunder on the mountain, rollin' like a drum
I got the pork chops, she got the pie
Mean old twister bearing down on me
I don't need any guide, I already know the way
I'm wondering where in the world Alicia Keys could be
I'll plant and I'll harvest what the earth brings forth
I wouldn't betray your love or any other thing
I'll recruit my army from the orphanages
Gonna forget about myself for a while, go out and see what others need
Thunder on the mountain, heavy as can be
She ain't no angel and neither am I
Today's the day, gonna grab my trombone and blow
The writing on the wall, come read it, come see what it say
Look into my heart and you will sort of understand
Thunder on the mountain, rolling to the ground
Looks like something bad gonna happen, better roll your airplane down
Feel like my soul is beginning to expand
I'd like to try somethin' but I'm so far from town
All the ladies in Washington are scrambling to get out of town
The sun keeps shinin' and the North Wind keeps picking up speed
I'll say this, I don't give a damn about your dreams
Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes
But she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living down the line
Everybody going and I want to go too
Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches
I've been sittin' down studyin' the art of love
I want some real good woman to do just what I say
I been to St. Herman's church, said my religious vows
You brought me here, now you're trying to run me away
Some sweet day I'll stand beside my king
The hammer's on the table, the pitchfork's on the shelf
Everybody got to wonder what's the matter with this cruel world today
I've sucked the milk out of a thousand cows
