It begins to roll,
Like tunder,
It gathers pace.
‘Til I found no place.
All I can think is,
How much I want a burger.
I’m missing lunch now.
The rain pouring down,
Beats rhythms on the wet streets,
Thunders lonely song.
As complex as simple is.
It begins to roll,
Like tunder,
It gathers pace.
‘Til I found no place.
All I can think is,
How much I want a burger.
I’m missing lunch now.
The rain pouring down,
Beats rhythms on the wet streets,
Thunders lonely song.