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Published on Jul 2, 2013
Copyright 2012. All lyrics and instruments by Scott Knox Driving down I-90 with a new life in mind - Had a check that would bounce and a check engine light - I pulled it on over just to let it cool down - I didn't wanna overheat in this cool little town of Kellogg - Now working out in the sticks with the hardcore hick's chainsaw in my hand I don't know the job tricks - But the sons and the daughters workin for the same Bob that took the saw out of my hands do a mighty fine job in Kellogg - Justa few activities separate the flow'n where the poor mans headin where the rich one's goin - ones on a bar stool drinkin to lift his hopes - others jumpin off the lift and heading down the ski slopes in Kellogg - And like every small place introduced to rat race the mines open and close right out under there nose - Dogs runnin wild head on down to the pound they got plans to tear the movie theater down to the ground in Kellogg - I made a life of wanting never knowing what I had is this the start of something good or the end of something bad - I'm feeling pretty good smooth as a new transmission like someone said a prayer for me without my permission in Kellogg - Now anyone with a plan and the cash on hand can find a shade tree truck with some "Silver Creek" luck - a 460 Ford with a 4 on the floor foot to the floorboard burning out the backdoor of Kellogg.