[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?"
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[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
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[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 —
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[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.)]
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[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 —
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[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.]
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[Chorus 3 (Same lyrics — screamed, unrecognizable)]
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[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."
AsheTheHyena
