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My Chevelle is in the front yard, she’s up on blocks
She could tell some stories if she could only talk
If she could talk well then she'd tell you, she'd lay it out nice and plain

She'd say; leave your mark on the highway son, Let my tires squeal away your pain

Once we were invincible, we could never die
at 120 miles per hour, we sure did try
and we somehow live to tell the stories, or at least for a little while

Even though it hurts to remember
sometimes the stories I forgot can make me smile

You know it's all gonna turn to ashes, it's all going to turn to dust, sometimes it's best to let things rust.
cause rust it don't remember, rust it just don't care
and I'd rather rust right here than live forever anywhere

I drank the whole bottle, woke up the town
damn near killed us all when the sheriff chased us down
Dad said what the hell did you do now Todd Partridge, but he did not turn us in

they all said I'd wind up dead or in jail, but I'm alive and I do it all again

Remember that time in the trailer park, you saved my ass
Her brother was gonna beat the shit out of me, but you were thinking' fast
You convinced him it was nothing, and that's exactly what he did

When I see him now in town on the streets, I wonder what he thinks and I wonder where she is

You know it's all gonna turn to ashes, it's all going to turn to dust, sometimes it's best to let things rust.
cause rust it don't remember, rust it just don't care
and I'd rather rust right here than live forever anywhere

Remember that old hotel, across the tracks,
Its gone now baby, so you can't go back
was abandoned then and we broke in, got scared and scattered like the wind

But you and I stuck together my brother, just like we always did, be it think or thin


I was talkin’ with you last month, you're gonna sell that Chevelle
I understand ‘bout needin’ the money, but first let’s drive her like hell
fast as you can to the mailbox, where we used to run the quarter mile

try and bring back those old memories with the burnin’ rubber and the squealing tires

Let’s squeal ‘em…

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from Wicked Mountain (Album), released June 14, 2013

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King Of The Tramps (Todd Partridge Solo) Auburn, Iowa

King Of The Tramps is an original roots-rock group, whose sound calls upon influences from modern roots rock, rhythm and blues, rock and southern, country rock. Their sound has been described as “Whiskey Gospel” and “Midwestern Roots Rock” by critics.

KOTT has released 4 albums of material; Good People (2011), Wicked Mountain (2013), Joyful Noise (2014) and Cumplir con el Diablo (2016). ... more

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