| Song | Thundering In |
| Artist | Dougie MacLean |
| Album | Indigenous |
| 作词 : Maclean | |
| You found chances in this place | |
| To build upon your affluence and build upon your grace | |
| You'd have come sooner if you'd known | |
| Now you're brushing up the velvet and the beads upon your throne | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You want and you're taking plenty | |
| And all the things that we knew | |
| You've plundered them through | |
| And you'll drink till our cup is empty | |
| Blindly thundering | |
| Once the old ones used to meet | |
| With stories told before the fire the whisky tasted sweet | |
| You did not want them to be seen | |
| Now you're polishing the vinyl and your video machine | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You want and you're taking plenty | |
| And all the things that we knew | |
| You've plundered them through | |
| And you'll drink till our cup is empty | |
| Blindly thundering | |
| How can you repay them for stealing their pride? | |
| For stealing the place that they keep deep inside? | |
| So you'll move these ancient stones | |
| You'll cut away these green and spreading towers that have grown | |
| And when we ask you where they've gone | |
| Well, you polish your excuses for the made man must move on | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You want and you're taking plenty | |
| And all the things that we knew | |
| You've plundered them through | |
| And you'll drink till our cup is empty | |
| Blindly thundering |
| zuò cí : Maclean | |
| You found chances in this place | |
| To build upon your affluence and build upon your grace | |
| You' d have come sooner if you' d known | |
| Now you' re brushing up the velvet and the beads upon your throne | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You want and you' re taking plenty | |
| And all the things that we knew | |
| You' ve plundered them through | |
| And you' ll drink till our cup is empty | |
| Blindly thundering | |
| Once the old ones used to meet | |
| With stories told before the fire the whisky tasted sweet | |
| You did not want them to be seen | |
| Now you' re polishing the vinyl and your video machine | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You want and you' re taking plenty | |
| And all the things that we knew | |
| You' ve plundered them through | |
| And you' ll drink till our cup is empty | |
| Blindly thundering | |
| How can you repay them for stealing their pride? | |
| For stealing the place that they keep deep inside? | |
| So you' ll move these ancient stones | |
| You' ll cut away these green and spreading towers that have grown | |
| And when we ask you where they' ve gone | |
| Well, you polish your excuses for the made man must move on | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You come thundering in | |
| You want and you' re taking plenty | |
| And all the things that we knew | |
| You' ve plundered them through | |
| And you' ll drink till our cup is empty | |
| Blindly thundering |