Thunder and Rum کے بول

Oh, no more tarpaulins and monkey jackets for me I'm going to mount a swallowtail I'm going to drive down to Detroit Hello, whoo! Man goes overboard Ooo lord I said "Um um stop the thunder" Plenty too much up here What's the use of thunder? Zip zip, here's the lightning Lightning my old friend All my compasses are going haywire I don't need all this brain-power I want rum I don't want thunder We want rum Give us a glass of rum Intervals go round and round Notice in the swirling ground Zip zip, here's the lightning What are The Three Johns without lightning? The very thought is frightening Doe's the pope poo in the wood? Sure he does He don't want thunder He wants rum Give him a glass of rum It's a nasty nightlife See the gale? Ships toss shuttlecocks to the blast When rum is in the man is out I said I was thunderstruck I was galvanised to my seat Violence shocking All y compasses are interlocking Midnight iron law Stops my thunder