RHODODENDRON

from by GREGOR McEWAN

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I was born in 1982
Grew up on a quiet avenue
Climbing in a rhododendron tree
Hiding there and spitting dried peas

Been trying to score with a sideways scissor kick
And broke my collar bone while trying it
Had a bunk bed and me brother used to snore
His throat’s been truly easier to score

Here’s to the people
And here’s to the memories
Here’s to the young and the brave
Here’s to the places
And here’s to the families
Here’s to my home where I’m safe

The farmers threw a so-called »nutball fest«
I was drunk and so were all the rest
Picking up me daddy from the ditch
All we had was booze and suckling pig

By the time we’d been re-tiling our roof
They said my arms they looked like inner tubes
And ever since I picked up my guitar
I know what I am and what they are

Here’s to the people
And here’s to the memories
Here’s to the wild and the free
Here’s to my fellows
And here’s to my enemies
Here’s to my home and to me

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from MUCH ADO ABOUT LOVING, track released January 24, 2014
musicians:
Ruby Hartbrich - vocals
Cyprian Piskurek - piano
Markus Surmann - electric guitar & banjo
Simon Oexmann - bass
Patrick Scheipers - drums & washboard
Niklas Berse - vocals
Gregor McEwan - vocals & acoustic guitar

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