You slide under the vinyl seat
While the coffee tastes like old heat
Grease on your thumb and a wrench in hand
Building a beast that the law can't stand
Feel that nitrous hum beneath the booth
Cold steel screaming out a heavy truth
Turn the dial right and let the pressure rise
I see the thunder hiding in your eyes
The grill is humming a low flat tune
Under the glow of a paper moon
You tighten the bolt with a steady grip
Waiting for the silver needle to slip
Feel that nitrous hum beneath the booth
Cold steel screaming out a heavy truth
Turn the dial right and let the pressure rise
I see the thunder hiding in your eyes
The regulars stare at their ceramic plates
While you unlock all the heavy iron gates
One kind of magic in a chrome plated line
Ticking like a clock on a deadline sign
Drop the hammer and the world goes white
Cutting a hole through the middle of night
No more talking just the roar of the gear
The only music that I want to hear
You wipe the oil on a cotton rag
The engine is ready to rip and to brag
A blue flame flicker in a midnight haze
Setting the asphalt and the pavement ablaze
Feel that nitrous hum beneath the booth
Cold steel screaming out a heavy truth
Turn the dial right and let the pressure rise
I see the thunder hiding in your eyes
The diner is empty and the burners are low
You give me a nod and you're ready to go
Slam the door shut with a metallic sound
Leaving a crater in the gravel ground
Feel that nitrous hum beneath the booth
Cold steel screaming out a heavy truth
Turn the dial right and let the pressure rise
I see the thunder hiding in your eyes
Humming in the floor
Just a little bit more
Humming in the floor
