Verse 1:
[C] Just a young gun with a quick fuse, I was uptight, wanna let loose
[F] I was dreaming of bigger things, and wanna leave my own life behind
[C] Not a yes sir, not a follower, fit the box, fit the mold
Have a seat in the [F] foyer, take a number, I was lightning before the thunder
Pre chorus:
[C] Thunder, thunder, thunder, thun-thun-thunder, thunder
[Am] Thunder, thunder, thun-
[F] Thunder, thun-thun-thunder, thunder
