Backroad Stupid
Alex Wilson
Description
"Backroad Stupid" is a high-energy, feel-good anthem about the reckless abandon of youth in a small town. Alex Wilson captures the spirit of summer nights, moonshine-fueled adventures, and the unbreakable bonds of friendship. With a blend of country pop and a touch of rock and roll swagger, this song is guaranteed to make you smile and reminisce about your own 'backroad stupid' days.
Lyrics
Verse 1: We were seventeen with a half-tank of gas Buddy's cousin's moonshine in a Mason jar glass Duct-taped Roman candles to a shopping cart Rode it off the boat ramp, man that wasn't smart Stole the giant chicken from the Dairy Queen Put it on the principal's roof, best Halloween Sheriff knew our daddies so he let us slide Said "Boys, it's a miracle y'all ain't died" Chorus: We were backroad stupid, Friday night brave Moonshine and bad ideas, no one to save Us from ourselves when the sun went down Just country boys with nothing to do in a nothing-to-do town Backroad stupid, young and free Making memories that no one would believe Yeah we survived being backroad stupid somehow And I'd go back and do it again right now Verse 2: Tried to make a hot tub in Tommy's truck bed Tarp and garden hose, we were underfed In the brain department but we had big dreams Till it busted through doing thirty, hear his mama scream Superglued a quarter to the Walmart floor Watched folks try to pick it up for an hour or more Launched bottle rockets from between our butt cheeks Couldn't sit right for about three weeks Chorus: We were backroad stupid, Friday night brave Moonshine and bad ideas, no one to save Us from ourselves when the sun went down Just country boys with nothing to do in a nothing-to-do town Backroad stupid, young and free Making memories that no one would believe Yeah we survived being backroad stupid somehow And I'd go back and do it again right now Bridge: Put Vaseline on every door handle at the school Flipped the gym teacher's Smart Car in the pool Caught a possum, set it loose in the dollar store Zip-tied shopping carts to the mayor's back door Convinced little Jimmy that the water tower Was a spaceship landing every midnight hour He stayed up for a month with his daddy's binoculars We were certified backroad stupid particulars Chorus: We were backroad stupid, Friday night brave Moonshine and bad ideas, no one to save Us from ourselves when the sun went down Just country boys with nothing to do in a nothing-to-do town Backroad stupid, young and free Making stories that get better with every beer we drink Yeah we survived being backroad stupid somehow And I'd go back and do it again right now Oh, I'd go back and do it again right now Outro: (Spoken over music) "Remember when we greased that pig and—" "That was YOUR idea!" "Well who brought the Crisco?" (Music fades with laughter)