Rumble fish, chrome-throat myth, Shivering in the pane. Rumble fish, blue-black drift, Pacing the dead-bright frame. All that color, caged in bone, All that pressure under skin. Rumble fish, rumble fish, Turning where the light wears thin. Town clock bites, Chain-link sings back, Boys on the corner, all nerve, no map. Mickey in the mirror, Face like a dare, Hands stay quiet, heat stays there. Fast blood, slow brain, street dust in my name, Every look means something, silence the same. Take life as it comes at you, No clean line, no road to. Pulse runs wrong, jaw stays set, I am not done yet. Rumble fish, chrome-throat myth, Shivering in the pane. Rumble fish, blue-black drift, Pacing the dead-bright frame. All that color, caged in bone, All that pressure under skin. Rumble fish, rumble fish, Turning where the light wears thin. Rust on the rails, Glass under boot, Brother in the back room, carving the route. I do not want legend, Just a way through the night, Half a kid, half a warning, fistful of light. I want a name that still fits this skin, Before the cracks break and the dark moves in. Clock keeps chewing, dark keeps score, One eye on the doorway, one on the door. Pulse runs wrong, jaw stays set, I am not done yet. Rumble fish, chrome-throat myth, Shivering in the pane. Rumble fish, blue-black drift, Pacing the dead-bright frame. All that color, caged in bone, All that pressure under skin. Rumble fish, rumble fish, Turning where the light wears thin. Everybody needs room to move, No room in the mirror, no room to prove. Glass gives way, clean, sudden, brief, The dark school of us rises in grief, Fierce as one match that will not let go, Burning the world for the shadow is sake. Rumble fish, chrome-throat myth, Shivering in the pane. Rumble fish, blue-black drift, Pacing the dead-bright frame. All that color, caged in bone, All that pressure under skin. Rumble fish, rumble fish, Turning where the light wears thin. The tank is empty. The street stays wet. I see the color i cannot forget.
