Clover - Sound Of Thunder lyrics

Sorrys fill up in the air, there is a sound of thunder I try to draw you up but I am drawn under And I sit on the floor with my rum I cannot use my knife or draw my gun Machines are spinning around, I'm stuck in the city I try to catch a bus but it was all filled up And I sit on the floor with my rum I cannot use my knife or draw my gun Sorrys fill up the air, there is a sound of thunder I try to draw you up but I am drawn under And I sit on the floor with my rum I cannot use my knife or draw my gun Ah, rocking, ooh, the sound of thunder, oh And do you not think that the sound, yeah oh