Street Friends

Street Friends

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Take John Lennon, The Beach Boys, and the British Invasion and bundle them up into modern pop/rock. Fuze that with sexy charisma. Now you have Street Friends.

Biography

Growing up with the religious soul of the grimey outer-lands of the deep South, Street friends grew into their sound only after trudging through the Mississippi River to carve a niche in New Orleans as a street-savvy, calculating musical phenomenon exorcising the spirits of the melody-masters of the past. Pulling from influences as distinguished as The Beatles, the Beach Boys and the Doors and stirring it all together with a little Delta Blues from their geographic roots, Street Friends stirs up the power of the vibrant past to deliver the complex but accessible sound of the future.

Lyrics

Lazy Magnolias

Written By: Street Friends

It don’t have to do with right or wrong,
I’ve just been knowing you for way too long.
And honey you’re my taste,
But you’re an animal.
When you touch my face,
You’re an animal.

I’m not trying to leave,
I’m just cooling it down.
That’s why I won’t come around
When you’re alone.
I won’t knock on your door
When you’re at home.

We got stations in the wrong places.
We’ve got smiles on the wrong faces.
It’s nobody’s fault.
I guess we’re just doing it wrong.

Now I’m in the trees
A chemical release
Has got me by the knees,
And I can’t see a single thing below.

It don’t have to do with right or wrong,
I’ve just been knowing you for way too long.

Now I’m in the trees
A chemical release
Has got me by the knees,
And I can’t see a single thing below.

Now your motives are beginning to stall,
But your babies are beginning to crawl.
So give me one good piece so I can take it home.

Gone Pecan

Written By: Street Friends

I’m gone.
I’m a gone pecan for you. (2x)

Crack open the door, and turn me on.
I’m buried in bed with a loaded gun.
A victim of the capture,
Caught in the jungle of her eyes.

I’m gone
I’m a gone pecan for you.

Crack open the door, and turn me on.
I’m buried in bed with a loaded gun.
A victim of the capture,
Caught in the jungle of her eyes

Baby, I’m beginning to wonder
If you asked me anything,
Would I say yes, and would you pull me under?

Well you know, I’m beginning to wonder,
When I come rumbling around, you gonna kill my thunder?

Hit the Road

Written By: Street Friends

We thought we’d escaped;
We hopped the train.
We ditched our friends.
We fought the end,
But it still came, like the wind rushing in.

I’ve been thinking, I got to hit the road.
There are places I must go.
I’ve tried my luck on the shore,
But I can’t find a home.

Don’t make it pricey for me.
I can love you if we keep it cheap.
Where we go, I don’t care.
I can’t love you anywhere.

We’re talking like dogs,
Looking for bones,
Digging our holes,
Holding our own,
But you’re digging for gold.
Jealousy might carry us clean right out of this paradise.
So cover your eyes, and keep it quiet.

I’ve been thinking, I got to hit the road.
There are places I must go.
I’ve tried my luck on the shore,
But I can’t find a home.

Don’t make it pricey for me.
I can love you if we keep it cheap.
Where we go, I don’t care.
I can’t love you anywhere.

Discography

Street Friends has a 3 song demo, which is available for your listening pleasure on myspace.com/streetfriendsband

Set List

1. Cotton Candy Moans
2. Lazy Magnolia
3. Gone Pecan
4. Hit the Road
5. One-Horse Man
6. Mystic Gypsyland
...More to come...