Give a Holy Glory to the facts
Which were taken by old cracks
As my estate is the galaxy
Save me from my vanity
Wherever I go I can fly
Your sweet Love will raise up high
I pray the Lord every day
Lead me to a better way
Wonder
Do you see the thunder?
We don't need no plunder
The old men are getting younger
Wonder
Do you see the thunder?
We don't need no plunder
The old men are getting younger
Give a Holy Glory to the facts
Which were taken by old cracks
As my estate is the galaxy
Save me from my vanity
Wherever I go I can fly
Your sweet Love will raise up high
I pray the Lord every day
Lead me to a better way
Wonder
Do you see the thunder?
We don't need no plunder
The old men are getting younger
Wonder
Do you see the thunder?
We don't need no plunder
The old men are getting younger
Wonder
Do you see the thunder?
We don't need no plunder
The old men are getting younger
Wonder
Do you see the thunder?
We don't need no plunder
The old men are getting younger