Thunderbird
Fly little black bird
You're soaked in gasoline,
Ride the clouds as a Phoenix
And scorch the midnight trees
Fly little black bird
I can hear your soaring screams,
A napalm dawn on a garden lawn
Drops like bombs to me
Fly little black bird
From the top of outer space,
Burn brighter than the sun
Scorch this night away.
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