30-Minute Music Hour

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It's the "30 Minute Music Hour." I'm Andy Moore. From Madison, Wisconsin, here's Labrador.

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"Everybody Wants to Know You"

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Everybody wants to know you You got a face cut from stone Everybody wants to know you You never seem to be alone And no one ever interrupts you Right before you get to the joke Everybody wants to know you You never seem to be alone

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It would never occur to you That someone didn't want in your bed Never was trying to go there I wanted to be you instead Isn't that just like a woman Sleeping with a man she'd like to be Everybody wants to know you That ain't enough for me

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Oh, you got this way of making A stranger feel seen Everybody wants to know you And you don't give 'em anything Everybody wants to know you Tell me about your dad I just wanna know what the trick is I never meant to make you so sad Everybody wants to know you You got a face cut from stone Everybody wants to know you You never seem to be alone You never seem to be alone You never seem to be alone

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You never seem to be alone

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You never seem to be alone

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Thanks.

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"Dumb"

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I've been looking for you Crawling through bars Praying for a view Not that I would know what to do If you appeared Oh no Just like a dog, chasing a squirrel Except the dog is an idiot girl I know all my lines like a good actor should But my brain turns to mush My body into wood Ugh! You're not distant, you're just making room To save me a seat Oh no, you won't suffer fools That don't make you mean At least not to me Right Just like a dog, chasing a squirrel Except the dog is an idiot girl Why does everything have to be so dumb Dumb Dumb

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Grant Kempski Do you wanna be dumb with me Smoke this thing out back in the alley Lean in real close in the dark Do you wanna be dumb with me Smoke this thing out back in the alley Stay up till we see the sun Dumb Dumb Dumb Dumb

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Thanks y'all.

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This one's called "Your Mom."

"Your Mom"

Every time you snap at me I fall a little more out of love

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Every time you embarrass me I fall a little more out of love When you take for granted what I do for you It makes it hard For me to want to be touched by you Even in the dark Oooo Aaah Oooo Aaah It came on so slow and creeping Do you notice how you treat me Just like your mother on Thanksgiving I have been unfaithful In my mind Pressing my body against An invisible line When this world ends in ice Another starts in fire I'll tell you it is over Like I told you I was tired Oooo Aaah Oooo Aaah Do you really even see me Sinking in to home furnishings Just like your mother on Thanksgiving Left alone to do the washing Oooo Oooo Aaahhh Aahhh

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Thanks. Aw, man.

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Sweating like Nixon.

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Ok, that's better. Here's a brand new one called "No Regrits" or "No Regrets" as some people like to call it.

"No Regrets"

We could go To the beach While it lasts I would get Sunburned for you What is left Like 15 good years The time for denying is past The world won't be for children But you and me, we could make something else

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We could drive To the desert I know you Wanna go So, why not right now with me Your friend who wants to hold your hand at the end I see you on the horizon Like a city in the desert in the dark You don't feel my spark I think you're a liar Climate-denier of your heart I just want no regrets I just want no regrets I just want no regrets I just want no regrets If this is the end I just want no regrets I just want no regrets Don't you want no regrets

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Thanks.

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Okay. Here's one called "Rainy Day Friend."

"Rainy Day Friend"

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I know just what to say when someone dies I know what to do when he leaves you high and dry That's why I'm your rainy day friend Call me anytime for a bad time That's right, I'm your rainy day friend always The secret is that everyday's a bad day The secret is that everyday's a good day Truth is there have been a lot of bad days for me I haven't seen you in awhile Things must be going pretty good then It'd be nice to see you smile But I know where your next bad night ends With me, I'm your rainy day friend Call me anytime for a bad time I'm your rainy day friend always I'm too anxious to get drunk Ever since that one time, you were there, too At parties I just suck the air right out of the room When you wanna forget yourself You don't need me there to remind you Fun is for strangers just passing through I'm your rainy day friend Call me anytime for a bad time I'm your rainy day friend only

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I'm your rainy day friend Call me anytime for a bad time I'm your rainy day friend only That's right I'm your rainy day friend Call me anytime for a bad time I'm your rainy day friend always To-to-ta-to

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Thank you. That one got a little involuntary shimmy there, in the back. I saw that.

"Secret Feelings"

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Secret feelings The kind that hide inside of men's hearts Is it the ghost of power strangling me in the dark Or some belief planted so deep On the breast where you cut your teeth Is that the thing that makes you need me beneath you

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It predicts the future Portends my aching heart That essential lie we told from the start Tell me I'm real Real people Tell me I'm real Real, real, real, real, real, real, real people Secret feelings I want what I never could defend Trying to find the words like holding water in my hands Secret feelings I want what I never could defend It predicts the future Portends my aching heart That essential lie we told from the start Tell me I'm real Real people Tell me I'm real Real, real, real, real real, real people They prayed to a man For a miracle and got a baby boy With apocalypse fantasies Playing in my head I'll pray for them instead It predict the future Portends my aching heart That essential lie we told from the start Tell me I'm real Real people Tell me I'm real Real, real, real, real real, real, real people

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Thanks. You know I think we have time for an extra one in this set. You wanna do "Good Girlfriends"? You know what I'm talking about? Ok, we're going to.

"Good Girlfriends"

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He shoved it in while I was sleeping Hugged me in the morning We were friends We were friends Just one more story to tell A drop inside a well Help me, coven, please We trade tragedies Make time reverse Say sorry for the universe That's how we make friends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Sometimes I can't bear to be seen So I pretend I'm one of the guys again What a fantasy They'll never understand Like good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends The kind who will never make you their mark The kind you can trust in the dark You'll never have to wonder if you're a person to them Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Oh, you know I used to be A cool girl I used to run around With the tiniest purse But now I gotta look over my shoulder And over hers and over hers and over hers We trade tragedies Make time reverse Say sorry for the universe That's how we make friends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends Good girlfriends

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Gotta do a little switcheroo now.

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We have one last song about the patriarchy for ya. Thanks for coming out. It's been the coolest. I hope it's not the last time anybody ever lets us be on television.

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I don't want the pedal on there.

"Power"

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I hate losing I hate losing power I don't miss you I just wish I would have won I hate losing I hate losing power And if you are a woman Most want you to have none I don't wanna be Your friend anymore I don't wanna take your calls Until you are begging On the floor Saying that it's all your fault I hate losing I hate losing face So everytime I talk to you I only wanna put you in your place I wish I could just act like your friend You always were better at playing pretend Remember that time you said You could not be moved To jealousy even if I cheated on you And you had never taken us seriously 'Cause I didn't believe in him like you believed Jesus Christ I hate losing I hate losing every fight Because whoever cares the least Is the one who's always right Unaware of victory in the ether Are you still there Yeah, me neither

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Thanks everybody. Uh, oops.

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