

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro-Four bars of bright, jangly guitar upstrokes. Drums use brushes on snare. Sounds like a 1960s girl group.] [Aimee hums a simple, innocent melody.] [Aimee (spoken, sweetly):] "I found a little place. Just for me. Wanna see?" --- [Verse 1 (Sweet, melodic)] [(Sung like a lullaby — high, clean, no edge)] I found a little shed behind the old gas station Nobody goes there — it's my imagination I painted the walls with flowers and a sun And a little sign that says "please don't run" [(Horns enter — soft, major key, like a children's TV show theme)] I go there when the world gets loud When the voices in my head form a bad crowd I lock the door and count to ten And then I let the giggling begin --- [Chorus 1 (Still sweet)] Giggles in the shed Giggles in my head Giggles in the places where the pretty words are said I'm not crazy, no no no I just have a happy place to go Giggles in the shed Giggles in the — --- [Verse 2 (Slightly off — first crack)] (Same melody, but Aimee's voice wavers. Horns hit slightly wrong notes.) There's a mirror in the shed — I like to talk to her She tells me I'm pretty, tells me I'm a blur Between the girl I was and the girl I'm gonna be Last week she taught me how to skin a Christmas tree [(Drummer misses a hit. Recovers. Band stumbles for one bar.)] [Aimee (quietly, to herself):] "That's not right. Trees don't have skin." [(Pause. Then, brighter:)] "Do they?" [(Horns play one wrong, ugly chord. No one acknowledges it.)] --- [Chorus 2 (tempo slows slightly, like a music box winding down)] Giggles in the shed Giggles in my head Giggles in the places where the pretty words are said I'm not crazy, no no no I just have a happy place to go Giggles in the — --- [Bridge (The unraveling — spoken word over a single bass note)] "There was a man. He came to my shed. He said 'this is my property.' I said 'that's funny — I don't see your name on the floorboards.' He pointed. There was a name. It was his." [(Bass note wobbles.)] [Aimee (whispered, then louder):] "So I... fixed it." [(Aimee screaming)] "I WONDER WHAT YOUR FACE WOULD LOOK LIKE ON MINE!" [Breakdown (Chaos)] (Band explodes into aggressive ska-punk. Horns play a distorted, carnival melody. Drums double-time.) Aimee (screaming, no melody): GIGGLES IN THE SHED! (GIGGLES!) GIGGLES IN MY HEAD! (GIGGLES!) I SKINNED HIS FACE AND NOW I WEAR IT TO BED! I'M NOT CRAZY — [Horn Solo (4 bars — unhinged)] [Trumpet and trombone play two different melodies at the same time.] [Neither is correct. Neither stops.] --- [Chorus 3 (Same lyrics — screamed, unrecognizable)] --- [Outro (Collapse)] [(Band stops mid-chord. Just Aimee, breathing heavy.)] [Aimee (spoken, calm again — terrifyingly calm):] "You know what I learned today?" [(Silence.)] [Aimee (sweet, like the beginning):] "Skin comes off easier if you boil the water first."
Tags
Indie Ska, chaotic Ska-Punk, female
3:19
No
4/8/2026