Rhythm to the Rebels

(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)
(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)
(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)
(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)

The rhythm to the rebels is calling me
Is takin' me higher than I'd ever be
This old shoes only walk the dark side of the streets!
I've been around you, but you never knew
Why always so cruel to this invisible fool?
Wanna break some rules? Well, I do

(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)
(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)
(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)
(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)

My boas are stiff, my fists are tight
What place and time to back you up in the fight
No matter what they say, I know what I am
And I know what I like

I got from the street all the wisdom
To be young reckless with a fast metabolism
Sharp as a knife and run in the speed
The speed of the light

Is that a woman?
Is that a plane?
Is that a woman?
Is that a plane? (Big-Jet plane, hoo!)

Quiet neighborhood, it's late afternoon
The clock is tic-tockin' and sweat breaks off everyone's foreheads
Suddenly someone says

"There she goes again, she's tired of all this cap
And she has some things to say"
I'm gonna fly away, you'll see
I'm gonna shine like dynamite
It's gonna blow your brains
And everyone is gonna look up and say
"What the fuck is that?"

Is that a woman? Is that a plane?
Is that a woman? Is that a plane? Big jet plane!

The rhythm to the rebels is calling me
The rhythm to the rebels is calling me
The rhythm to the rebels is calling me
Is takin' me higher than I'd ever be