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Track: When I Grow Up
Artist: First Aid Kit
Album: Ghost Town - Single

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Name: First Aid Kit
Spotify Genres: indie folk, folk
Followers: 1,257,792
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Duo founded in 2007, consisting of siblings Klara and Johanna Söderberg, both born in Stockholm, Sweden. On stage they are accompanied by a band. Their songs often feature harmony vocals and could be described as folk, country or Americana. Their career started notably early in their lives, when their independently produced songs quickly gained popularity on MySpace and the radio in Sweden. Signed to Rabid Records during 2008 where they released their debut EP. Then signed to Wichita Recordings. From March 2014 with Sony's Columbia Records. Of note are also their tributes to classic artists like Leonard Cohen and Emmylou Harris. The duo's father is [a=Benkt Svensson], a well-known artist in Sweden himself, who was a major help in the start of the band including producing their records and managing tours.

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Release: First Aid Kit - Ghost Town
Year: 2010
Genres: Rock, Pop
Styles: Acoustic

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LYRICS

When I grow up, I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That's what I'll do, throwing out boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me
When I grow up, I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That's what i'll have staring at the seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me

I put my soul in what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
with dark eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way bad, I never liked a sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you

I'm very good with plants
When my friends are away
they let me keep the soil moist
On the seventh day I rest
for a minute or two
then back on my feet and cry for you oooh oh

You've got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothing
waiting for a moment to arise
The face in the ceiling and arms too long
I wait for him to catch me

Waiting for you to embrace me