Thunder in Tinseltown Lyrics

Up in the palace of the syrup king
She lost her innocence and everything
For an icicle necklace and a snowball ring
Come on home little sister

The mantle rumbles and the cold winds blow
She craves affection and he gives her snow
Hey is that any way to make her garden grow
Come on home little sister
Come on home little sister


Thunder in tinseltown
Will a rain come and wash these mean streets down?
Thunder in tinseltown
Will a wind come and blow these heads around

She was the youngest of our family
And she means everything in life to me
It sure is cold without your company
Come on home little sister
Come on home little sister

Thunder in tinseltown
Will a rain come and wash these mean streets down?
Thunder in tinseltown
Will a wind come and blow these heads around

Have you tried enough
Have you cried enough
Is it a pride that keeps you there?
Were you stupid to think he'd care

Thunder in tinseltown
Will a rain come and wash these mean streets down?
Thunder in tinseltown
Will a wind come and blow these heads around

Make the blind man see
That our hearts are free
In tinseltown