Roll your roaring thunder right
Outa the hall
My friends are comin over
And they like to take it easy

Incarnate your coffers filled with
Brimstone and pride
My friends are comin over
To aerate their minds

Volcanic ash can  heat a bash
Overroast the crowds
But feng shui states we�ve insulted fates
Need to mellow down

So roar your rolling thunder right
Out of my face
I love ya baby more than life
But you�re burning down this place.

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guitar riff; bass chimes in; sax begins to wail.. ... .
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Yang is great  but you overstate
I�m nearly burnt alive
Wallow in some sweet pure yin
And watch my essence jive

march 2001
Roll Your Roaring Thunder
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