Acapulco Tropical que ahora nos toca con gusto Acapulco Tropical que ahora nos toca con gusto que bien que

hear the sound of distant thunder, it's coming closer every day Soon there'll be lightning crashing

[4 leaf Taybac] You must put those boys in the shit - take em off the fucking grid [Damien Cockburn] Let's go and make the greatest war movie

known as the Sons of Thunder They will bring forth praise into the streets That will birth evangelism

Load! Aim! Fire! We're the Sons of Thunder and we praise the Lord and hell we plunder with His

will be suspicious Girl, your lips look delicious My brother will be there at the door Like waves upon a tropical

..... When the storm is raging, Aand thunder rolls, Deliver us from the ocean Save our souls. A thiarna dean

But in the midst of all distractions A voice, it speaks to me As clear as lightning, with power of thunder It fills

Life… must have been hard on you, there must have been something … that you never said. I was blind… seeing what I wanted to, believing so much in yo

I feel the wind blow on the corner And I'm looking down along this dead end street All the people are getting older But they don't give a damn,