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Get Rhythm!(live) (lyrics) Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock ‘n’ roll feelin’ in your bones Put taps on your toes and get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues A Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But he’s got the dirtiest job in town Bendin’ low at the peoples’ feet On the windy corner of the dirty street Well, I asked him while he shined my […]
Hey, I want to give background on the song before you listen. I was walking up a steep hill yesterday, feeling bad about my music. Sighing to myself, “another day older..” Then boom, the lyric came to me. “and deeper in debt.” The tune was one I heard a lot growing up. Just as frequently as Row, Row, Row Your Boat. It is about working in a coal mine. I feel justified in singing it. My great grandfather, in probably around the […]
Apathy Song. (lyrics) Don’t matter if I sleep all day. Don’t matter if I have much to say. Don’t matter if the sky falls. Don’t matter for the love of it all. They don’t know, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t… Don’t matter if the sun don’t shine. Don’t matter if I’m mean or kind. Don’t matter if I know what to do. Don’t matter between me and you. They don’t know, I don’t , I don’t , I don’t… Don’t matter […]
Wishes and Dreams. (lyrics) Come Far Now. Come Far Now. Can’t Turn Back, Turn Back, Time. What I Want, Babe. What I Want, Babe. Don’t Know ’bout, Know ’bout Love. Everyone Gets a Dream. Hopeless, It Seems To Make Real. Who I Left Behind, Don’t Wanna Be Mine. Gone Far Now. Gone Far Now. Can’t, Can’t, Can’t, I Can’t Can’t FUCK THIS UP!!! Hopeless It Seems To Make Wishes Dreams. Once is Too Much, Once is Too Much, Once is Too Much, […]
I’m Slowly Turning into You! Isn’t it odd and disturbing how couples mutate/morph into an unrecognizable ‘EACH OTHER’? It is the sick bastard in me that finds this utterly hilarious. To that end is this song. (RINGS BELL) Short Order Music Cook says, “ORDER UP!!” (lyrics) I’m slowly turning into you But you don’t know this Tell the truth You say I’m lying and I never really tell you the truth But your face is getting older So put your head on […]
Playing with Shadows on the Wall. Clouds aspirate the sun, briefly. Lost wasted decades. Beginning/Finish. End/Start. Deep as an empty well. Tepid. Muddy. Scent of stagnant foul air. Distant Echoes. Light cascading down the brick walls in a semi-circle. Playing with Shadows in My Well.
Artist- Ted Giffin - Musician 