There are times when you feel so good
That the only way to move is down
You're feeling fine looking like a king
Then you turn around and you're ?painted? like a clown

Now ?? you're about to win
The gold in your pocket turns to ?ten?

Thunder
Lightning
Strikeing
Again and again and again and again
Thunder and lightning striking me down

And you're walking with your feet of the ground
Every ball seems to hit the net
Every penny that you save becomes a pound

Just when you find peace of mind
Just look around and what you find

Thunder
Lightning
Strikeing
Again and again and again and again
Thunder and lightning striking me down