raise the thunder

All night running with my boots on fire,
Cheap black jacket and a live-wire desire.
Got a six-string screaming like a midnight train,
One bad grin and we’re loose again.

Raise the Thunder, crank it high,
Raise the Thunder, light the sky.
Raise the Thunder, stomp the floor,
Raise the Thunder, give me more!

Backstreet shouting and the amps attack,
Red-hot rhythm coming right on back.
Hands up higher when the kick drum bites,
We’re gonna roll like dynamite tonight.

Raise the Thunder, crank it high,
Raise the Thunder, light the sky.
Raise the Thunder, stomp the floor,
Raise the Thunder, give me more!

No clean suit, no fancy crown,
Just dirty riffs that shake this town.
If you got a heartbeat, clap it loud,
We’re the bad news in the middle of the crowd.

Raise the Thunder, crank it high,
Raise the Thunder, light the sky.
Raise the Thunder, stomp the floor,
Raise the Thunder, give me more!