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Here is a song about Elliot St., New Bedford, Massachusetts. Good times. |
CD: Demo
Label: No Label Yet
Credits: Ross- Vocal, Matt-Guitar, Mike-Bass, Bobby-Guitar, Chris-Drums |
Story Behind the Song
This song is about being young and not really having a care in the world. It was recorded in Matt's basement.
Lyrics
The street's lights are often dim on that uncommon dead end. Good times were shared among five buds smoke bombs were lit most of them were...duds. Elliot, Elliot St. you were there for me, when all was going wrong detective agency was always fun. The bushes that looked like chairs were cut every summer. Our neighbors freaked us out. Kevin and the neighbors would always shout. Elliot, Elliot St. where we could just let go, in the sun, rain, wind, or December snow it's didn't really matter. The bushes that looked like chairs, were cut every summer. Our neighbors freaked us out. Kevin and the neighbors would always shout. Elliot, Elliot St. where we could just let go, in the sun, rain, wind, or December snow it didn't really matter. The sun goes down; never to be seen again.
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