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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ruth Theodore
Ruth Theodore
Acoustic Guitar
Alan Douche
Alan Douche
Performer
Todd Sickafoose
Todd Sickafoose
Piano
Eli Crews
Eli Crews
Performer
Jonathan Fashole-Luke
Jonathan Fashole-Luke
Rhodes Piano
Mathias Kunzli
Mathias Kunzli
Percussion
Tim Vaughn
Tim Vaughn
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ruth Theodore
Ruth Theodore
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ruth Theodore
Ruth Theodore
Producer
Alan Douche
Alan Douche
Mastering Engineer
Todd Sickafoose
Todd Sickafoose
Producer
Eli Crews
Eli Crews
Mixing Engineer
Mathias Kunzli
Mathias Kunzli
Producer

Lyrics

The Itchen runs from Cheriton in to the big blue sea And I walk along from Avington in to Martyr Worthy And I've walked it all and in all its almost thirty miles in length And all the way along it runs a barbed wire fence Damson flies on either side racing round the river's edge There are water holes for water voles Among the water cress A flash of Kingfisher and look a Little Dipper There where the river bends In the clover just over the barbed wire fence 'Cause stretches of this river bank are parceled up for rent You get a little wooden fishing hut and a little wooden bench And after VAT and your license fee you pay a small percent That goes towards the upkeep of the barbed wire fence Oh but buttercup Yeah butter cup I'm coming up Oh buttercup Oh buttercup I'm coming up Yeah buttercup Yeah buttercup I'm coming up Yeah buttercup Oh buttercup I'm coming up 'Cause the men that rent from the other men Do not give their consent To outsiders and there's a sign there to remind us at every 100 steps It says 'the penalty incurred will be your personal expense In the event you should ascend The barbed wire fence' But I am I am a marching band And I descend from coal miners and pearl divers And I learned from them If it's a fishing line or a picket line When there's something to defend You take no notice of the notice on the barbed wire fence So one day my girl and me We stumbled on to private land And in to a life-like mannequin with a shotgun in his hand Well I jumped out my skin and she just pushed him in And as we ran from consequence I kissed her up against the barbed wire fence 'Cause buttercup Oh buttercup we're coming up Oh buttercup Oh buttercup we're coming up Oh buttercup Yeah buttercup we're coming up Buttercup Oh yeah buttercup we're coming up We're coming up buttercup Oh buttercup we're coming up 'Cause the Itchen runs from Cheriton into the big blue sea At Southampton waters England's borders And where the BNP Will have us cordon off our neighbours Will have us cordon off our friends Oh but for me and my lover it's just another barbed wire fence And another And another And another! Oh buttercup Yeah buttercup we're coming up Ah buttercup Yeah buttercup we're coming up Yeah buttercup Oh buttercup we're coming up Ooh buttercup Oh buttercup we're coming up We're coming up We're coming up We're coming up
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