[Chorus]
Thunder fever, nobody beats ya
Mona Lisa, Julius Caesar
All tried
They can't light up the sky
Thunder fever, just wanna see ya
Spin like Venus
Talking all night till it's light
Why'd you never strike?
[Verse 1]
My, my hurricane of stars
I wanna follow you around wherever you perform
I wanna climb into the eyes of Miss Sophia Storm, oh
But you, you're only passing through
Yeah, baby, you're the cataclysm at the edge of time
And they're advising I don't travel in and outta your mind
[Pre-Chorus 1]
But I don't really care, I'm always happy anywhere
When you're therе (Thunder fever, nobody bеats ya)
[Chorus]
Thunder fever, nobody beats ya
Mona Lisa, Julius Caesar
All try
They can't light up the sky
Thunder fever, just wanna see ya
Spin like Venus
Talking all night till it's light
Why'd you never strike?
[Verse 2]
I, I thought that I could fly
But when the air is punctuated by a pregnant pause
You have to wait until you're light enough to know if it's yours
Oh man, my head was in the clouds
And now the past is somewhere foreign with the best hotels
And now I'm petrified the future's just a prison cell
[Pre-Chorus 2]
But rain between the bars and I'll be happy anywhere
That you are (Thunder fever, nobody beats ya)
[Chorus]
Thunder fever, nobody beats ya
Mona Lisa, Julius Caesar
All tried
They can't light up the sky
Thunder fever, just wanna see ya
Spin like Venus
Talking all night till it's light
Why'd you never strike?
[Outro]
The thunder fever, no, I'm still in love with you
Thunder fever, always gonna be in love with you
Your strike
Hits twice
The thunder fever, no, I'm still in love with you
Thunder fever, always gonna be in love with you
Your strike
Hits twice
Thunder Fever was written by Yoann Intonti & William Bloomfield & Timothy Lanham & Justin Hayward-Young & Freddie Cowan & Árni Árnason.
Thunder Fever was produced by Fryars.
The Vaccines released Thunder Fever on Wed Feb 23 2022.
“Thunder Fever” plays on the idea that falling in love can feel as powerful, intense and as sudden as something meteorological. Something heaven sent. It feels out of this world. Pop music has always been obsessed with the other-worldly, and that’s how the best of it often looks and feels – it relie...