Archive for February 19th, 2009

Wasted Again by Turbonegro

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Thursday, February 19th, 2009

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Turbonegro



Party Animals



Punk


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

1, 2, 3, 4!

I’ve got a brand new bag
The old one was such a drag
I’m going to the void
I’m gonna get destroyed

Sweeping floors working nine to five
Working for the weekend just to stay alive
Streets are dead but I’m totally wired
(backing: It’s 4 am) and my soul is on fire!

And I’m wasted again
Tanked up on the juice and gin
Wasted again
All right!

We’re going to the disco
We’re going to he bar
We’re going in the snowplough
We’re gonna take it far

Sweeping floors working nine to five
Working for the weekend just to stay alive
Streets are dead but I’m totally wired
(backing: Dude it’s 4 am) and my soul is on fire!

And I’m wasted again
Tanked up on the juice and gin
Wasted again
All right!

You know I’m wasted again
I’ll never ever feel this good again
Wasted again
Fuck yeah!

So won’t you meet me in the twilight zone
‘Cause I’m the boy that nobody owns and
My body is a temple
My body is a temple
My body is a temple
And tonight I’ll tear it down!

Wasted again
Tanked up on the juice and gin
Wasted again
All right!

You know I’m wasted again
I’ll never ever feel this good again
Wasted again
Fuck yeah!

I’m the boy that nobody owns
I’m the boy that nobody owns
I’m the boy that nobody owns
And I’m wasted!

Bass

More Human Than Human by White Zombie

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Thursday, February 19th, 2009

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White Zombie



Astro-Creep: 2000



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I am the Astro
Creep a demolition
Style hell american
Freak – I am the
Crawling dead – a
Phantom in a box
Shadow in your
Head say acid
Suicide freedom
Of the blast read
The fucker lies
Scratch off the
Broken skin – tear
Into my heart make
Me do it again yeah

More Human Than Human

I am the jigsaw
Man I turn the
World around
With a skeleton hand say
I am electric head a cannibal core a
Television said
Yeah do not victimize
Read the mother
Fucker-psychoholic lies
Into a psychic war I
Tear my soul
Apart and I
Eat it some more

More Human Than Human

I am the ripper
Man a locomotion
Mind love american
Style yeah I am
The nexus one I
Want more life
Fucker I ain’t
Done – yeah

More Human Than Human

Bass

Black Sunshine by White Zombie

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Thursday, February 19th, 2009

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White Zombie



La Sexorcisto: Devil Music, Vol. 1



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Gripping the wheel, his knuckles wet white with desire
The wheels of his Mustang exploding on the highway
Like a slug from a .45
True death: 400 horsepower of maximum performance piercing the night
This is black sunshine

Yeah! Move me in the silence
Baltic motorway
Hang me on the edge before I fall away
Apocalypse is dawnin’ action on the mile
A “can-do” revolution
Earth to the river Nile

Sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Yeah, sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Yeah!

Cry a river cosmic
Moon in Scorpio, feel her body breathe
Acid radio
Tell me that you like it
When I’m going down!
Tell me that you like it
Move to the speed of sound

Sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Yeah, sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Yeah! Go!

Slide into
I said “44″ cool heart can
A hypnotize dream into infinity
I turned the love to lies

Crawl across the water
Wave and sink into the sea

Reflecting onto everything
That you can never be

“Check-out” Yeah!
To the devil a daughter comes 2000 worlds away
Yeah, born to lose the love you choose
Destroy another day
Check out!

Sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Yeah, sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Stare into the T.V.
Kiss off the pain
Wonderland is falling
No sing – no rain

Momentary damage into the high drift me to the circuit sky
Finally nothing moves
High noon – Blacktop rolling below the asphalt drive
A concrete fascination scraping the edge of nothing
This is black sunshine

Bass