Biografia:
Two bands share the name Single Mothers, one being a hardcore band from London, Ontario and the other being a stoner metal band from LA
1. Often described as frantic, frenzied and outrageous Single Mothers exists upon the fundamental that live music should be an interactive experience. A typical Single Mothers show usually consists of sing alongs, crowd surfing, flying guitars and mosh pits. The sound itself is almost as fraught as the history of the band.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse 1]
Gm
Ya she kisses the way that good songs are sung
A#
And she thinks that she's special
Gm Cm
But she knows that I'm really only looking for some fun
Gm
Now she's sitting on my bed half naked
Asking if I wanna go out and get some breakfast
A# Cm
While I'm walking in the kitchen, wondering why the hell she hasn't left yet
[Chorus]
Gm
I'm losing hope
A# Gm
Thought I was living but I'm dying in Ontario
A#
She should really be wearing her winter coat
Cm
Don't know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold
[Verse 2]
Gm
Now she's poppin' 'em like Tylenol and chasin' it with alcohol
A# Cm
She had a great set of legs and didn't seem to mind my busted ass smile
Gm
Anyway, I bought her a couple of drinks
She had the first one, then got all religious on me
A# Cm
Mumbled something about twelve steps and how they parted the seas
I guess it's time for me to leave
[Chorus] x 2
Gm
I'm losing hope
A# Gm
Thought I was living more like dying in Ontario
A#
She should really be wearin' her winter coat
Cm
Don't know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold
[Bridge]x2
D#
I'm getting tired of this feeling in my stomach
Gm
It's not this city, it's just what I've done with it
A#
I'm getting tired
D# Cm
I'm getting tired...
D# F#
[Hook] x2
Gm
All my angels are etched in snow
Gm
All my angels are etched in snow
A#
All my angels are etched in snow
Cm
Thought I was living but I'm dying in Ontario
Gm
Ya she kisses the way that good songs are sung
A#
And she thinks that she's special
Gm Cm
But she knows that I'm really only looking for some fun
Gm
Now she's sitting on my bed half naked
Asking if I wanna go out and get some breakfast
A# Cm
While I'm walking in the kitchen, wondering why the hell she hasn't left yet
[Chorus]
Gm
I'm losing hope
A# Gm
Thought I was living but I'm dying in Ontario
A#
She should really be wearing her winter coat
Cm
Don't know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold
[Verse 2]
Gm
Now she's poppin' 'em like Tylenol and chasin' it with alcohol
A# Cm
She had a great set of legs and didn't seem to mind my busted ass smile
Gm
Anyway, I bought her a couple of drinks
She had the first one, then got all religious on me
A# Cm
Mumbled something about twelve steps and how they parted the seas
I guess it's time for me to leave
[Chorus] x 2
Gm
I'm losing hope
A# Gm
Thought I was living more like dying in Ontario
A#
She should really be wearin' her winter coat
Cm
Don't know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold
[Bridge]x2
D#
I'm getting tired of this feeling in my stomach
Gm
It's not this city, it's just what I've done with it
A#
I'm getting tired
D# Cm
I'm getting tired...
D# F#
[Hook] x2
Gm
All my angels are etched in snow
Gm
All my angels are etched in snow
A#
All my angels are etched in snow
Cm
Thought I was living but I'm dying in Ontario
Sinikini
Sinisa Vuco
Sink To See
Sinkope
Sinner