Sound Of Thunder

Sorrys fill up in the air, there is a sound of thunder
I try to draw you up but I am drawn under
And I sit on the floor with my rum
I cannot use my knife or draw my gun

Machines are spinning around, I'm stuck in the city
I try to catch a bus but it was all filled up
And I sit on the floor with my rum
I cannot use my knife or draw my gun

Sorrys fill up the air, there is a sound of thunder
I try to draw you up but I am drawn under
And I sit on the floor with my rum
I cannot use my knife or draw my gun

Ah, rocking, ooh, the sound of thunder, oh
And do you not think that the sound, yeah oh