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Just a young gun with a quick fuse
I was uptight, wanna let loose
I was dreaming of bigger things
And wanna leave my own life behind
Not a "Yes, sir," not a follower
Fit the box, fit the mold
Have a seat in the foyer, take a number
I was lightning before the thunder
[Pre-Chorus]
Thunder, thunder
Thunder, thun—
Thunder, th-th-thunder, thunder
Thunder, thunder, thun—
Thu
Just a young gun with a quick fuse
I was uptight, wanna let loose
I was dreaming of bigger things