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Sheila Buries Another Husband
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By tomorrow she'll be back on the market...
alternative trip hop indietronic dark humor
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Gravesend Trolley is the longtime twisted brain child of one solitary man and his misanthropic machine.
Gravesend Trolley (shortened from Robert Samuels & the Gravesend Trolley) is one solitary man and his computer machine.It is when distorted keyboards & nightmarish loops band together in the dark to create something pretty out of the misery.
Song Info
Genre
Electronic Trip Hop
Charts
Peak #254
Peak in subgenre #17
Author
Robert Samuels
Uploaded
August 22, 2021
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MP3 10.5 MB 320 kbps 4:35
Story behind the song
Electro/trip hop song inspired the yacking old single ladies at the coffee shop.
Lyrics
sheila just buried another husband by tomorrow, she will be back on the market the last one was from a heart attack he was a lousy bum anyway sheila picks a new husband the latest crop gather on the fire scape her hair is as red as a fire hydrant has never come down to meet her face Ch: i'm single for life of husband material i was not made i'm single for life in a rush hour crowd spot the troubled face i never did participate in their rigged sport spectator watching from his cage they always bet on the loudest horse i never did participate in their rigged sport sheila buries another husband widows gather to talk shop johnny's wall her cooking melted and they danced like in a ballroom up and down the block sheila got pregnant the first time during seventh inning at ebbets field people mistaked her for bacall all night long at the big sleep premiere (matchmaker there is no match matchmaker there is no match matchmaker there is no match matchmaker there is no match) Ch: i'm single for life of husband material i was not made i'm single for life in a rush hour crowd spot my troubled face i'm single for life just dust inside the locket i was drowning and drew a lifeline hidden in a klepto's back pocket i never did participate in their rigged sport spectator watching from his cage they always bet on the loudest horse matchmaker there is no match matchmaker there is no match matchmaker there is no match matchmaker there is no match matchmaker there is no match for me matchmaker there is no match for me matchmaker there is no match for me matchmaker there is no match for me matchmaker i'm no catch matchmaker i'm no catch matchmaker i'm no catch matchmaker i'm no catch
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