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HOUSEWIFE RADIO
Song title
"HOUSEWIFE RADIO"
Uploaded May 11, 2014, with 24,300+ views
Revised version: August 24, 2015, with 287,020+ (YT) & 36,000+ (SC)
COMMUNICATIONS version: July 19, 2016, with 228,610+ (YT) & 35,300+ (SC) views
Singer(s)
GUMI English
Producer(s)
ghostie / Marz Mitzi / GHOST (music, lyrics, illust, video)
Links
YouTube Broadcast (Deleted)

BackgroundEdit

For some reason, people who are in complete denial that someone is dead makes me really sad...
 
— Author's comment

The author came up with the idea of the song during sewing class. In the song, Nancy (portrayed by GUMI in the original and revised versions) sings about listening to the radio while sewing, attempting to deny that her husband, Henry is dead. She then proceeds to go insane and kills herself in the process.

Both the revised and the COMMUNICATIONS versions of the song have each exceeded over 200,000 views on YouTube.

It is the song that first started the COMMUNICATIONS Series.

Main article: COMMUNICATIONS

Succeeding versionsEdit

Krypt Remix
Featuring GUMI English
Author(s) Krypt Creeper and Marz Mitzi
Category Remix
Revised Version
Featuring GUMI English
Author(s) Marz Mitzi
Category Succeeding version
FROM∆GE Remix
Featuring GUMI English
Author(s) FROM∆GE and Marz Mitzi
Category Remix
COMMUNICATIONS Version
Featuring GUMI English
Author(s) Ghost
Category Succeeding version
did you think you needed all 3 housewife radios playing at the same time? why of course you did
Featuring GUMI English
Author(s) Ghost
Category Succeeding version, mash-up

LyricsEdit

Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull

Hah hah
Hah hah
Hah hah
Hah hah

80 degrees, filled with vaporized
Iron pressing as wrinkles unfold
Off-grain fabric tells a different tale
Tailored frequencies need to be repaired

Seven a.m is when the station plays its sounds
Listening to the speaker while the patterns pin into place
Scissors separate the yellow from the white
Good morning, small-town listeners

Thimbles coat my fingers
Feed dogs are jamming up
The thread comes in tangles
I see such pretty things

FM comes in different colors, I believe
In the sewing machine I've lost myself
Memories inside my heart are there to grieve
Stations and a needle help me fix himself

Ah, his voice, it speaks to me through the radio
Pressing spotted fabric on an ironing board
Losing bobbins under tables, is it so?
Every day it feels like seams are more than torn

Making eyelids under the starlight
Hand-sew everything with purely kindness
Liquid sound waves pour from my eyes
My heart pours out to you in desperation

Seven a.m is when the station plays its sounds
Listening to the speaker while the patterns sew into place
Out of misery, he'll return alive
His colors ought to show again-

Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in

Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
Blue and green and yellow and red; these aren't the colors i should see

FM comes in different colors, i believe
In the sewing machine I've lost myself
Memories inside my heart are there to grieve
Stations and a needle help me fix himself

Ah, his voice, it speaks to me through the radio
Pressing spotted fabric on an ironing board
Losing bobbins under tables, is it so?
Every day it feels like seams are more than torn

Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull

Hah hah
Hah hah
Hah hah
Hah hah

80 degrees, hemmed by reveries
Iron out saudade and wrinkles unfold
Off-grain fabric tells a different tale
Tailored frequencies need to be repaired

Seven a.m is when the station plays its sounds
Listening to the speaker while the patterns pin into place
Scissors separate the yellow from the white
Good morning, small-town listeners

Thimbles coat my fingers
Feed dogs are jamming up
The thread comes in tangles
I see such pretty things

FM comes in different colors, I believe
In the sewing machine, I've lost myself
Memories inside my heart are there to grieve
Color-coded by the love he gave to me

Ah, his voice, it speaks to me through the radio
Pressing spotted fabric on an ironing board
Losing bobbins under tables, is it so?
Every day, it feels like seams are more than torn

Buttoned patchwork, thread that's tied in knots
Hand-sew everything with kind intention
Liquid sound waves pour from my eyes
My heart cries out to you in desperation

Seven a.m is when the station plays its sounds
Listening to the speaker while the patterns sew into place
Unmistakably, he'll return alive
His colors ought to show again

Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in

Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and
Blue and green and yellow and red; these aren't the colors i should see

FM comes in different colors, I believe
In the sewing machine, I've lost myself
Memories inside my heart are there to grieve
Color-coded by the love he gave to me

Ah, his voice, it speaks to me through the radio
Pressing spotted fabric on an ironing board
Losing bobbins under tables, is it so?
Every day, it feels like seams are more than torn

Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch sew cut pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch sew I tried
Stitch sew you're alive

Hah hah
Hah hah
Hah hah
Hah hah

80 degrees, hemmed by reveries
Iron out saudade and wrinkles unfold
Off-grain fabric tells a different tale
Tailored frequencies need to be repaired

7AM is when the station plays its sounds
Listening to the speaker while the patterns pin into place
Scissors separate the yellow from the white
Good morning, small-town listeners

Thimbles coat my fingers
Feed dogs are jamming up
The thread comes in tangles
I see such pretty things

FM comes in different colors, I believe
In the sewing machine, I've lost myself
Memories inside my heart are there to grieve
Color-coded by the love he gave to me

Ah, his voice, it speaks to me through the radio
Pressing spotted fabric on an ironing board
Losing bobbins under tables, is it so?
Every day, it feels like seams are more than torn

Buttoned patchwork, thread that's tied in knots
Hand-sew everything with kind intention
Liquid sound waves pour from my eyes
My heart cries out to you in desperation


7AM is when the station plays its sounds
Listening to the speaker while the patterns sew into place
Unmistakably, he'll return alive
His colors ought to show again

Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white
No – blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white
No – blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white
No – blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white
No – blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white
No – blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white
No – blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white
No – blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in
Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white
No – blue and green and yellow and red

These aren't the colors i should see

FM comes in different colors, I believe
In the sewing machine, I've lost myself
Memories inside my heart are there to grieve
Color-coded by the love he gave to me

Ah, his voice, it speaks to me through the radio
Pressing spotted fabric on an ironing board
Losing bobbins under tables, is it so?
Every day, it feels like seams are more than torn

DerivativesEdit

flower's Cover (COMMUNICATIONS Version)
Featuring flower
Author(s) Morry
Category Cover song
katerinu's Cover (Revised Version)
Featuring katerinu
Author(s) katerinu
Category Human cover
dio's Cover (Revised Version)
Featuring dio
Author(s) dio
Category Human cover
ALL STAR RADIO
Featuring Steve Harwell
Author(s) the midi shitposter
Category mash-up

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