Artist and Musician
End of the Line. Hope to see everyone at the End of the Line! (lyrics) Well it’s all right, riding around in the breeze Well it’s all right, if you live the life you please Well it’s all right, doing the best you can Well it’s all right, as long as you lend a hand You can sit around and wait for the phone to ring (End of the Line) Waiting for someone to tell you everything (End of the Line) Sit […]
the Waiting. (lyrics) Don’t it feel like heaven right now Don’t it feel like something from a dream Yeah I’ve never known anything quite like this Don’t it feel like tonight might never be again We know better than to try and pretend No one could’a ever told me ’bout this I said yeah yeah The waiting is the hardest part Every day you see one more card You take it on faith, you take it to the heart The waiting is […]
Tainted Love. I am not the only one -besides Marilyn Manson – who was alive in 1984 when Soft Cell released this song on vinyl from across the Great Pond. (lyrics approximately) Sometimes I feel I’ve got to Run away, I’ve got to Get away from the pain you drive into the heart of me The love we share Seems to go nowhere And I’ve lost my light For I toss and turn, I can’t sleep at night Once I ran to […]
Roll Over Beethoven! Here is my dirty swamp rock version of a classic tune. I should have changed the lyrics to, “Roll Over Chuck Berry and tell Tom Petty the News!” (lyrics) I’m gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ It’s a rockin’ rhythm record I want my jockey to play Roll Over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today You know, my temperature’s risin’ the jukebox blows a fuse My heart’s beatin’ rhythm and my soul […]
Working Class Hero. Tried to spice this up a little bit. Adding an octave guitar part, and a bit of percussion. I changed just a few lines, which I will emphasize. Can you tell which ones? (lyrics) As soon as you’re born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all ‘Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to […]
Your Mother Should Know! If you do not know the Album, BBC program, or the Band that originally did this number, then you should contact your Mum, for she should know. Band Member quote, “We wrote the first 50 songs and the rest disappeared into the mists of time.”
Wild Boar Inversion Therapy. I am hoping that by posting this Session that it is beneficial towards everyone’s Psychological Development.
It Hurts Me Too. Part of my bastardizing the blues series. This is the straight poop, raw, no editing at all, just the tracks as I laid them, and this is what ya get.. Anybody got a band-aid?
Singin’ So Someone Will Sing Back! (lyrics) I’m Singin’ So Someone will Sing Back and I’m scared that I will hear them. Will I See? How I see? What I See? How I See? Who I See. I am pleased if only one feeling is understood just by one person. Watch It! How I See. Who I See. What I See. How I See. What I See. Who I See: the un-nameable, un-corruptible. she’s still Magical, still magical… I’m drawing to pass […]
Missing Pieces. (lyrics) I was in the shower so I could not tell my nose was bleeding Dripped down my body to the floor right below my feet and I looked in the mirror at my face, I thought I had a disease And there’s a woman with her fingers in my ice box She peeked around the corner and asked me if I’m okay She put the ice upon my tongue and then it melted away Alright, oak floor, soft pine […]
Piggy in the Mirror. Most folks know the Cure these days from their cute love songs and Robert Smith- the lead singer- decked out in red lipstick, spiked black hair, and a powdered face. One might ask, “How could this fellow be considered Goth?” Well I offer this song as an explanation. Written in 1984 on a head full of LSD, I derive the idea that Robert would have been a bored serial killer if he had not become a pop icon. […]
Letter for Jack, Cash on Delivery. (lyrics) I understand you like the struggle I know you wanna keep it fresh That you dig the sounds dirty and I have no life. Am I cheating? Are we on a level playing field? Am I cheating? Are we on a level playing field? Fame is an Opiate. You’ll never be prepared. Are you, your image? Or is that your Real Self up there? Am I cheating? or are we on a level playing field? […]
Artist- Ted Giffin - Musician 