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Thunderbolt Lyrics

Album Name : The Invitation to the Voyage (Bonus Track Version)
Release Date : 2012-08-07
Song Duration : 4:17

Eugene Mcguinness Thunderbolt


Standing on the rocks gazing across the blue lagoon
Sing me a melancholy melody from your moon
The metropolis is growling with bulldozers and vacuums
I don't believe in magic but I do believe in you

Yes you, who do not operate at escalator speed
Yes you, who function way above all our collective
leagues
While I run on a treadmill like a lab rat on a wheel
From no one to nowhere brainwashed by your weird
showreel

Strike me like a thunderbolt
Strike me with a billion volts
I'm a commoner gagging out for common assault
Strike me psycho, thunderbolt

I see strange shadows shoot across my bedroom at night
Sirens swirl in neon worlds and get me all excited
I leave my room on a moonbeam to the ministry of sound
We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through
town

And the gods are drunk
Snorting stardust
They feast on our fears
And spunk on our trust
But paradise is ours
If we will it
Paradise is ours
If we build it

Strike me like a thunderbolt
Strike me with a billion volts
I'm a commoner gagging out for common assault
Strike me psycho, thunderbolt

Thunderbolt (Thunderbolt Thunderbolt..)
Thunderbolt (Thunderbolt Thunderbolt..)

Strike me like a thunderbolt
Strike me with a billion volts
I'm a commoner gagging out for common assault
Strike me psycho, thunderbolt

Standing on the rocks gazing across the blue lagoon
Sing me a melancholy melody from your moon
The metropolis is growling with bulldozers and vacuums
I don't believe in magic but I do believe in you

Yes you, who do not operate at escalator speed
Yes you, who function way above all our collective
leagues
While I run on a treadmill like a lab rat on a wheel
From no one to nowhere brainwashed by your weird
showreel

I see strange shadows shoot across my bedroom at night
Sirens swirl in neon worlds and get me all excited
I leave my room on a moonbeam to the ministry of sound
We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through
town

We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through
town
We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through
town
We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through
town
We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through
town
We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through
town
We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through
town
We'll burn rubber, baby with the boy racers through
town



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