Minor Byrd Lyrics - You Am I

At my nan's I wasn't thinking 

Over boiled beans and chicken 

Something cool fell in my juice cup 

Sudden I could lie and make stuff up 

Is that why 

My future's so bright? 

So strap in and go 

The backyard rock show 

When all city folk got southern 

Paint my face up with my brother 

Uncle choked and started shaking 

Over whiskey, eggs and bacon 

Is that why 

Our nights look so bright? 

So strap in and go 

Backyard rock show