30-Minute Music Hour

slow tempo rock guitar music

slow tempo rock guitar music

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

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"Ascending Like Flies"

mid-tempo hard rock guitar music

Once upon a time In a land very foreign and far away They jumped to the left and we leapt to the right And they shot through the air But they had no aim And we were squirming like worms Ascending like flies I remember going down this way Defeating the goons Defending the prize Feeling it was only yesterday Like tomorrow, still a day away When we'd had our fun And the last partygoers had run away We hopped to the left and we swayed to the right And we drank to the winning of our last game And we were holding our ears and shading our eyes I remember going down this way The salt in our earth The stars in our skies Feeling it was only yesterday Like tomorrow, still a day away When all is said and done And the last storyteller has gone astray We look to the left and we search to the right And we find we been squandering our good name And we were bating our breath a clever disguise I remember going down this way Hiding our smile, averting our eyes Feeling it was only yesterday Like tomorrow, still a day away And when we have our fun And the lost ones party the night away We are holding our ears and we're shading our eyes And we're bating our breath for a happy surprise When all is said and done And the last ones study the heart this way We're the story to tell and the game that we play And we're totally bare and we have no shame And we were the salt of the earth The stars in the skies Like tomorrow, still a day away Squirming like worms, ascending like flies

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"Figure it Out"

mid-tempo rock guitar music

You're figuring out You never joined 'em and they never gave in There's a lingering doubt Of whether you were born or whether you've been And you know they wouldn't tell you You wouldn't want 'em to but they wrote it down Krazy-Glued it to your forehead And you barely notice But even so you know The last time may be right around the corner And you're figuring out (We know) Where you've been before you've never yet been (What love) A wavering doubt (Can do) What you came here for and where you go when (For you) And you know I couldn't show you You wouldn't want me to But even the thought gets me hot around the collar And you barely show it But even so, you know The last time it charmed your socks off We're figuring out (We know) What we need us for and who we need then (What love, subsiding) It was never in doubt (Can do) What we came here for and whether we win (For you) And you know we barely show it But even so we know relieve it or not It's a proper hot and bothered And we shouldn't blow it But friend or foe, you know The next time we'll knock their socks off We're figuring out (We know) Where we've been before we've never yet been (What love, subsiding) A wavering doubt (Can do) What we came here for and where we go when (For you) And you know I need to know you You need to know me too Believe it or not It was written on your body And as these things go You can barely notice but the last time's the charmed one We're figuring out (We know) What we need us for and who we need then (What love, subsiding) It was never in doubt (Can do) What we came here for and whether we win (For you) (Abiding)

last note fades

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Thanks. We're going to play a little number about catastrophic climate change now called "Swampy."

"Swampy"

melody strummed on electric guitar

percussion joins in

bass guitar joins in

You seen old Swampy swelling His belly's fat and hairy Could turn a reservoir in Into an estuary His face is getting scary A worthy adversary Could shrink an artery down, down Down to a capillary Nooooooo (ba, bada, ba) A tributary Nooooooo (ba, bada, ba) A sanctuary Nooooooo (ba, bada, ba) An actuary Nooooooo (ba, bada, ba) A mortuary He came from Tipperary Said it was hot and airy This made us shiver in our skins Like it was February It's only temporary Brutal but necessary And you better write it down Or it might come true one day Ba, bada, ba It might come true one day Ba, bada, ba It might come true one day Ba, bada, ba It might come true one day Ba, bada, baa It might come true one -- Deluge of great proportion You read the Bible, don'tcha Your future's bright as Hades You're such a lucky lady You always thought you'd narrate Your own obituary But you better write it down Then just drop the pen and run Ba, bada, baa

trumpet flourish

Run Ba, bada, baa

trumpet flourish

Run Ba, bada, baa

trumpet flourish

Run Ba, bada, baa

trumpet flourish

Oooooo

trumpet playing melody

Oooooo

trumpet playing rhythm

Oooooo Aaah

trumpet playing melody

Oooooo Aaah Ba, bada, baa

trumpet playing rhythm

Ba, bada, baa

trumpet playing rhythm

Ba, bada, baa

trumpet playing rhythm

Ba, bada, baaaaaaa

tempo slowing

trumpet and percussion notes fade

Stephanie Rearick on the trumpet.

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We're gonna slow it down and a play a new one for ya. This is called "Only Human."

"Only Human"

slow guitar melody

percussion joins in

bass joins in

I've been sighing all the time The reason why I wouldn't tell you You wouldn't want me to The meaning is there in the act of the singing And mine Reminds me of the time You know the time When Snowden spilled his messy secret Way up high in the sky Cold and humid Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Well, the sleeping dogs they lied They couldn't turn the tide We knew it was all the moon But we still don't know if it's blinding or blinging Your reflections in your mind Are mirrors of the time we knew not to face the music It always reminds us that we're only human Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah

tick, tick of drumsticks on cymbals

Aah, aah, aah, aah

tick-tick, tick-tick

Aah, aah, aah, aah

tick-tick, tick-tick

Aah, aah, aah, aah

tick-tick, tick-tick

Mine Reminds me of the time Aah, aah... You know the time When Snowden spilled his messy secret Way up high in the sky Cold and humid And your reflections in your mind Aah, aah... Are mirrors of the time We knew not to face the music It always reminds us that we're only human Now It only goes to show Aah, aah... That all I know I wouldn't tell you You wouldn't want me to The meaning is there in the act of the singing

tempo slowing

notes fade

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"To the Nines"

fast tempo rock music

boom, boom, boom, boom of loud bass drum

ta-ta-ta, ta-ta of snare drum

I've been thinking Learned a few things Trying to get 'em outta my way Before the sun stops sinking Lately you've been playing with my mind Lately, meaning mainly all the time Players playing something so sublime Makes you make you make you up your mind

fast tempo rock music

I've been dreaming Bears repeating While away a day after day You may need to make some meaning Lately it's been weighing on my mind Maybe you been waiting for a sign Players playing something so sublime Makes you make you make you up your mind

fast tempo rock music

Millions out there waiting Millions more they're not Whenever the day gets carried away The humans get too hot Millions out there wanting Millions more than ought Whenever the last day flickers away You gave 'em all you got Whenever the last day flickers away You gave it all you got Whenever the last day flies you away You gave it all you got

tempo slows

ending note held

cheers and applause

ending note still held

ending note fades

"Hot Potato, Sweet Potato"

fast tempo rock guitar music

clap, clap

electric guitar rock music

clap, clap

percussion joins in

Aaaah

pitch rising

Hot potato, sweet potato 3 potato 4 Nice potato, mean potato Clean potato, whore If you wanna mash potato Go and shut the door If you wanna stay a new potato Leave 'em wanting more There's something about you, darling That makes me dream in broad daylight There's something about your eyes and the sugar in your body That makes me wanna dance it through the night Hot potato, sweet potato 3 potato 4 Nice potato, mean potato Clean potato, whore If you wanna mash potato Go and shut the door If you wanna stay a new potato Leave 'em wanting more

electric guitar solo

There's something about you, darling That makes me dream in broad daylight There's something about your eyes and the sugar in your body That makes me wanna dance it through the night Hot potato, sweet potato 3 potato 4 Nice potato, mean potato Clean potato, whore If you wanna mash potato Go and shut the door If you wanna stay a new potato Leave 'em wanting more

tap, tap

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We have a nice video for that at Ladyscissors.com. We're gonna slow it down again. "Wasting Time" featuring Lorrie Hurckes Dwyer on the Fisher-Price.

chuckles from band and audience

run of notes on toy xylophone

"Wasting Time"

very slow tempo on guitar

percussion joins in

xylophone joins in

bell-like notes on xylophone

Mmmmmm Mmmmmm Mmmmmm Mmmmmm Mmmmmm Mmmmmm Time... waits for the clock That says it goes on and on While you talk of time wasted We kneel and pray for those who cannot wait We kneel and pray for those who cannot wait We kneel and pray for those who cannot wait Who remembers... A long, long... Time waits and watches while you wind The watch that says what's yours is mine And while you mind the clock That stops your wasted time from wasting time Wasting time Wasting ta - ti... time Wasting ta - ti... time What's yours is mi - mi... mine Wasting ta - ti... time Wasting ta - ti... time Mmm, wasting ta - ti... time

vocals and xylophone only

Wasting

dong, dong on xylophone

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Another new one

"Drunken Cowboy."

"Drunken Cowboy"

electric guitar note held for several seconds

chord strummed on electric guitar

tick, tick, tick, tick of drumsticks

fast tempo rock music

Another new one

Git along Git along Git along, git along, git along, git along Git along, git along little doggie -Git along little drunken cowboy Git along to the here and now boy -Git along git along, git along, git along, Git along, git along, git along now -Git along with the gals at the powwow Git along with the little bitty cow town Give it up -Give it up little drunken cowboy Give it up for the here and now boy Give it up -Give it up for the gals at the powwow Give it up for the little bitty cow town -Give it up little drunken cowboy Give it up for the here and now boy -Give it up for the horse in the stable Give it up for a seat at the table -Give it up for the gals at the powwow Give it up for the little bitty cow town -Give it up with the whip and buggy Give it up with the Lord above me -Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, Give it up, give it out now -Give it up for the gals at the powwow Give it up for the little bitty cow town -Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, Give it up, live it down now -Give it up for the horse in the stable Give it up for a seat at the table Git on up -Git on up little drunken cowboy Git on up to the here and now boy Git on up -Git on up to the horse in the stable Git on up to a seat at the table -Git on up little drunken cowboy Git on up for the here and now boy -Git it up for the gals at the powwow Git it out of the little bitty cow town -Git it up for the gals at the powwow Git it up for the little bitty cow town -Git it up with the whip and buggy Git it up with the Lord above me -Git it up, git it up, git it up, git it up, Git it up, git it up, git it out now -Git it up with the gals at the powwow Git it out for the little bitty cow town -Git it up, git it up, git it up, git it up, Git on up, go on down now -Git it up with the whip and buggy Go on down with the Lord above me - Git on up -Git on up with a horse in the stable Git on up to a seat at the table Give it up -Give it up for the gals at the powwow Give it up for the little bitty cow town Git along Yeah!

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Another new one

This is our "Last Lucky Song."

"Last Lucky Song"

tick, tick of drumsticks

Another new one

Ready?

tick, tick, tick, tick of drumsticks

fast tempo guitar rock music

Another new one

Don't you love that good-looking weatherman Came on like a hurricane Would have made a great tornado Drank up too much rain Now your insides are bursting like a water main Cooling off that hot potato Thought I heard you moaning and wailing Oh man, I got an awful pain Lord, I need some novocaine And when the little birdie that sings inside your ribcage Looks and sounds just like a dead canary And when your best friend's old-fashioned fancy pantsy wedding Starts to feeling kinda funerary That's when you've got to play your last lucky song Don't you know that hole in your teacher's head Oh, it's like a sewer drain Leaking in and out again Gonna stuff that hole full of Wonder Bread Soak up all the strife and strain Tell him it's a wholesome grain Saw that teacher holding his head, he said "Man, I got an awful pain Lord, I need some novocaine" And when the little birdie that sings inside your ribcage Looks and sounds just like a dead canary And when that whitebread old-fashioned, spongey-wongey brainpan Starts to looking kinda green and hairy That's when you've got to play your last lucky song

ding, ding, ding, ding ding of cymbals

Another new one

Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Oooh, aaaah Dooo, aaah Don't let the letter runners get the better of you Dooo, aaah Don't let the letter runners get the better of you Gonna hoe a row on the open plain Then you fill it up again Drag your clanking ankle chain Gotta grow a row of your own instead When they take your spade away Dare them to unleash the rain Got that warden crying and wailing Man, I got an awful pain Lord, I need some novocaine And when the little birdie that sings inside your ribcage Looks and sounds just like a dead canary And when that good time, old-fashioned, honky-tonky music Starts to sounding real contemporary That's when you've got to play your last lucky song That's when you've got to play

music stops abruptly

cheers and applause

Another new one

Thank you. We are Ladyscissors. This is Anne Bull on the bass. Brent George on guitar. Stephanie Rearick on drums and trumpet. And I'm Lorrie Hurckes Dwyer. Thank you so much.

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