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