Garage Days

[Verse] Busted knuckles greasy hands roar of engines in stance Friends gather round hood up beers in hand Broken bolts spare parts grease stains brand new scars Torque wrenches mix with laughter beat of hearts like guitars [Verse 2] Fumes hang thick in the air echo of clinks and clangs Revving up for the challenge in grunge we band Stories of past triumphs torque conquers and falls Parking lot tales we live in garage walls [Chorus] Burnouts in the driveway marks as black as night Screech and smoke in twilight smiles of pure delight Oil stains on our jeans we laugh fight fix and dream In this metal sanctuary we live the dream [Verse 3] Handing down wrenches stories pass like flame to match Every bolt that we crank memories we catch Fuel injectors heads bent close under the light In the garage burning midnight oil's our right [Verse 4] Rock music blaring no place we'd rather be Thrashing to the beat of engines running free Hours fly by in clouds of smoke and steam This is our canvas where we paint our dream [Bridge] Piles of parts and pieces but the ride takes shape In every rusted frame we find an escape Morning light breaking garage doors open wide Ready to roll the streets with our pride