Backyard Anthem

[Intro] Smoke in the air, a neighborly decree Flipping burgers like a democracy [Verse 1] Lawn chairs line up in a friendly queue Bass from a speaker, gossip in the groove Hot dogs gossip, tongs as the law We share a smile, pretend we know what we’re for [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, we measure worth by the cream on the potato salad We nod at the lore, even when we’ve never solved it [Chorus] This is our flag and our grill, in the suburban still Where the lemonade runs and the neighbors’ eyes will spill Under that mist of smoke we’re all finding our place In the circle of friends, with a love-hate taste [Verse 2] Coolers stacked like a small town census take Unsigned invitations for a backyard break Passing plates of sugar and secrets alike We laugh at the rules we think we might dislike [Pre-Chorus] We trade recipes and rumors with a half-smirking grin Trying to belong, again and again [Chorus] This is our flag and our grill, in the suburban still Where the lemonade runs and the neighbors’ eyes will spill Under that mist of smoke we’re all finding our place In the circle of friends, with a love-hate taste [Bridge] If the ice melts, we’ll still toast to the side yard sun If the chili gets too bold, we’ll pretend it’s meant to stun We pass the basket, we pass the moment along We’re kin by committee, even when we don’t know we belong [Chorus] This is our flag and our grill, in the suburban still Where the lemonade runs and the neighbors’ eyes will spill Under that mist of smoke we’re all finding our place In the circle of friends, with a love-hate taste [Outro] So raise your cup and kiss the heat we share Backyard chorus, corner of ordinary and rare We’ll keep the flame and the stories in the air Belonging, one lukewarm bite at a time