Brooke Fraser - Thunder

^CmI appear in the wild Hologram in the distance I’m lighting up the bayou We speak in storms We’re all electric, we’re all electric You’re a fiend for a fight You tend to misfire Scorched earth, burnt skin We speak storms We’re all electric, we’re all electric

^{Ab Eb} Thu^Bbnder, thunder^{Fm Ab Eb} Thu^Bbnder, thunder^Fm

^CmWe are down to the wire We’re misconnecting Combustible, explosive Untamed We’re pyrotechnic, we’re all electric So we roll and we rage Small scale destruction Scorched earth, burnt skin We’re speaking storms We’re all electric We’re all electric

Air it ^Abbends (air it bends) Then it b^Ebreaks (then it breaks) But we’re ho^Bblding our groun^Fmd (hold our ground) First t^Abhe light (First the light) First the l^Ebight (First the light) ^BbThen the sound ^Fm