Thunderstrike Glory
The ties were hanging straight as arrows,
The mannequins stood tall and proud,
Three buddies in a Joseph A.
Banks showroom, Selling confidence to the crowd.
The morning sun was burning brightly,
The fitting rooms were running hot,
Then somebody yelled from the front display,
“Boys, look what the heavens got!”
Chase was pressing jackets perfectly,
Alex was straightening silk and wool,
Logan was talking up a three-piece special,
When the daylight started pulling full.
The customers all drifted outside,
The parking lot became a stage,
Shadows stretched like midnight dancers,
And excitement filled the age.
The sky went dark at half past noon,
Like a power ballad coming soon,
Every heart was beating in time—
TOTAL ECLIPSE AT JAB!
We were standing in our wingtip shoes,
Three best friends beneath a cosmic view.
TOTAL ECLIPSE AT JAB!
With the stars appearing in the day,
And every worry drifting far away.
Chase, Alex, Logan—raise your eyes!
The sun’s disappearing from the sky!
Three friends standing side by side,
As the moon takes one wild ride!
For one electric moment,
The whole world seemed to say—
“Rock on!”
The chrome on the cars turned silver,
The birds forgot their afternoon song,
Even the traffic on the highway
Seemed to know something was going on.
The halo burned around the darkness,
Like a neon crown in the sky,
And nobody cared about sales goals,
Or whether the quarter was high.
We were kings of tailored glory,
Watching history overhead, Three friends laughing in the shadows While the universe
painted red.
No spotlight could compare to this,
No stage could hold a view like this,
The heavens hit the perfect note—
Years from now when the suits are different,
And the seasons have all rolled by,
We’ll still remember that strange afternoon When darkness swallowed the sky.
Not the sales, not the numbers,
Not the coupons, not the racks,
But three old friends and a miracle That left us never looking
back.
TOTAL ECLIPSE AT JAB!
Raise your sunglasses to the sky!
Three brothers watching daylight die!
TOTAL ECLIPSE AT JAB!
Like an anthem echoing through time,
A cosmic sign, a perfect rhyme!
Chase! Alex! Logan! The crowd is singing every name!
Underneath that ring of fire,
Nothing ever felt the same!
TOTAL ECLIPSE AT JAB!
The moon and sun in sweet collision!
Three friends caught in a heavenly vision!
TOTAL ECLIPSE AT JAB!
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh! Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh! The darkness faded… The sunlight returned… But the legend of
Chase, Alex, and Logan… LIVES FOREVER!