| Millions of years before a human child
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| Thousands of condors filled the sky
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| Sabretooth tigers and mastodons
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| But now the sabretooth and mastodons are gone
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| They’re all gone
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| Thunderbird, spread wide your wings
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| Thunderbird, fly on the wind
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| Thunderbird, you’re a primeval thing
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| Oh, thunderbird
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| Millions of years before you and I
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| Thunderbirds flew through the sky
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| But now the thousands are almost none
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| And someday soon the condors may all be gone
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| May all be gone
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| Thunderbird, sail through the sky
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| Thunderbird, from mountains so high
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| Thunderbird, history passed you by
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| Oh, thunderbird
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| We’ve got to make it this time
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| Or you know it’s the end of the line
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| We are the last to remain
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| There may never be, there may never be
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| A chance again
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| Two years have come and gone
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| Now it’s time for us to get it on
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| One chick, one egg, one nest
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| Come on, come on, and give it your best
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| And I think we can make it, one more time
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| No way to fake it, it’s yours and mine
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| It must come from our sweet love
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| Hey, it’s finally down, yes, it’s finally down
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| Just to the two of us
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| And I think we can make it, one more time
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| No way to fake it, it’s yours and mine
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| It must come from our sweet love
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| Hey, it’s finally down, yes, it’s finally down
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| Thunderbird, spread wide your wings
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| Thunderbird, fly on the wind
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| Thunderbird, you’re a primeval thing
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| Oh, thunderbird
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| Thunderbird, sail through the sky
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| Thunderbird, from mountains so high
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| Thunderbird, history passed you by
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| Oh, thunderbird |