| Song | Thunder and Lightning |
| Artist | Accept |
| Album | I'm a Rebel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Roll on The hot music’s growing burns, my head’s playing tricks | |
| I know it’s going, going to my brain | |
| Get burnt up before the feeling | |
| Sad goodbye running through my ways | |
| Flying, dying, crying all night long | |
| Roll on Never stop keep on moving, feel the night don’t gonna lose it | |
| Try to toad this dead end town | |
| Ready for the spark | |
| God it hurts, can´t stand the pain | |
| It’s too much, much too much | |
| He’s the winner, he’s the sinner, let me hold the gun | |
| Thunder and lightning, take care of this man | |
| Thunder and lightning, stand it if you can | |
| Squeezing and teasing, touch you deep inside | |
| Thunder and lightning, feel it in your mind | |
| He shows he’s plain, plain come back to me | |
| He´s tear up chill, or he couldn’t be | |
| By the way, before i caught this town | |
| He´s the best, i had taste, before this grinding soil | |
| Chorus Chorus |
| Roll on The hot music' s growing burns, my head' s playing tricks | |
| I know it' s going, going to my brain | |
| Get burnt up before the feeling | |
| Sad goodbye running through my ways | |
| Flying, dying, crying all night long | |
| Roll on Never stop keep on moving, feel the night don' t gonna lose it | |
| Try to toad this dead end town | |
| Ready for the spark | |
| God it hurts, can t stand the pain | |
| It' s too much, much too much | |
| He' s the winner, he' s the sinner, let me hold the gun | |
| Thunder and lightning, take care of this man | |
| Thunder and lightning, stand it if you can | |
| Squeezing and teasing, touch you deep inside | |
| Thunder and lightning, feel it in your mind | |
| He shows he' s plain, plain come back to me | |
| He s tear up chill, or he couldn' t be | |
| By the way, before i caught this town | |
| He s the best, i had taste, before this grinding soil | |
| Chorus Chorus |
| Roll on The hot music' s growing burns, my head' s playing tricks | |
| I know it' s going, going to my brain | |
| Get burnt up before the feeling | |
| Sad goodbye running through my ways | |
| Flying, dying, crying all night long | |
| Roll on Never stop keep on moving, feel the night don' t gonna lose it | |
| Try to toad this dead end town | |
| Ready for the spark | |
| God it hurts, can t stand the pain | |
| It' s too much, much too much | |
| He' s the winner, he' s the sinner, let me hold the gun | |
| Thunder and lightning, take care of this man | |
| Thunder and lightning, stand it if you can | |
| Squeezing and teasing, touch you deep inside | |
| Thunder and lightning, feel it in your mind | |
| He shows he' s plain, plain come back to me | |
| He s tear up chill, or he couldn' t be | |
| By the way, before i caught this town | |
| He s the best, i had taste, before this grinding soil | |
| Chorus Chorus |