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Wasted Again by Turbonegro

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

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

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Black Sunshine by White Zombie

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

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Creepin’ Up the Backstairs by The Fratellis

February 12th, 2009

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The Fratellis



Costello Music



Alternative


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

She said “I’m Rosie”
I said “I thought you were Lucy”
She said “No Rosie, I told you so”
Was here with your sister
But she’s going out the back
I wanna dance and have fun y’know
Of all the shitty little places I meet you it’s here
And I’m freaking out
I heard you got a brand new name
Selling E’s in the dark
But hey it’s nothing to shout about

Don’t just say yes to tease me
Do your up most to please me
I don’t mean to be sleazy
Being you can’t be easy

When you’re creepin’ up the backstairs
Mother’s nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in the window
Get dressed, let’s go
Take your brother’s car keys
Bye bye

Well I see your yellow fingers
And your crucifix bones
All covered in cellophane
Was there when your best friend said
“Sweetheart, I’m just here to get drunk again”
I wouldn’t move if I was you
I wouldn’t wanna caught when the lights go out
She said “You think you’re so special”
I said “Sunshine I’m just just bored I’m just checkin’ out”

Don’t just say yes to tease me
Do your up most to please me
I don’t mean to be sleazy
Being you can’t be easy

When you’re creepin’ up the backstairs
Mother’s nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in your window
Get dressed, let’s go
Take your brother’s car keys
Bye bye

Don’t just say yes to tease me
Do your up most to please me
I don’t mean to be sleazy
Being you can’t be easy

When you’re creepin’ up the backstairs
Mother’s nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in the window
Get dressed let’s go
Take your brother’s car keys
Bye bye
When you’re creepin’ up the backstairs
Mother’s nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in the window
Get dressed let’s go
Take your brother’s car keys
Bye bye

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Henrietta by The Fratellis

February 12th, 2009

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The Fratellis



Costello Music



Alternative


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Henrietta we got no flowers for you
Just these three miserable cunts
Sitting on the back seat
Banging on the off beat
We know you love us and you probably do
Although you’re husband may cut us
He’s such an animal
Though everything is possible

Give us a kiss
And maybe we can go out
It’s hard to miss you
When you follow us about
Buy us some shoes
And maybe take us for cola
We’ll get you there
In some filthy big gondola

Clean out the bank
And bump off your daddy, you can
Come live with us
Amongst the has-beens and the addicts, these are
Crazy times down at
Costello music, you can
Answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on

Oh, come on
Oh, come on

Dear Henrietta we’re just three lonely boys
Though the girls love us, we’re so
Into you incredibly
We’d love to see you terribly
We’d love to hate you
But we don‘t have no choice
Come be our wa-ha-ha-ha
Honey, honey three four one time once more

Give us a kiss
And maybe we can go out
It’s hard to miss you
When you follow us about
Buy us some shoes
And maybe take us for cola
We’ll get you there
In some filthy big gondola

Clean out the bank
And bump off your daddy, you can
Come live with us
Amongst the has-beens and the addicts, these are
Crazy times down at
Costello music, you can
Answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on

Wa-wa-wa-wow
Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wow
Wa-wa-wa-wow
Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wow

Clean out the bank
And bump off your daddy, you can
Come live with us
Amongst the has-beens and the addicts, these are
Crazy times down at
Costello music, you can
Answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on

Clean out the bank
And bump off your daddy, you can
Come live with us
Amongst the has-beens and the addicts, these are
Crazy times down at
Costello music, you can
Answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on

Woah, come on
Oh, come on
Woah, come on
Oh, come on
Woah, come on
Oh, come on

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Flathead by The Fratellis

February 12th, 2009

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The Fratellis



Costello Music



Alternative


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Well just because she feeds me well
And she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel
Doesn’t mean she’s got eyes for me
She might just want my bones you see

Hey, flathead, don’t you get mean
She’s the second best killer that I ever have seen
They don’t come much more sick than you
I could go on if you want me to

It’s just so wrong, so very nice
I told you once and you killed me twice
I saw you one time at the back of the club
Chewing on glass and a ticket stub

I heard they kicked the boy till he bled
Then stood and said, “Oh, my god”
’till she said,
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da

Everybody knows you’re the one to call
When the girls get ugly at the back of the wall
Josephine says you got a bleedin’ nose
So taking it with her wherever she goes

Hey, flathead, don’t check me in
Well, hers is a tonic and mine is a gin
They don’t come much more slick than you
I’d drive your car if you asked me to

Said the boy’s not right in the head
And he stood and got a kickin’ instead
’till she said,
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da

Do-do-dododo

She said, “The boy’s not right in the head”
And he stood and said, “Oh, my god”
’till she said,

Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da

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Precious by Pretenders

February 5th, 2009

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Pretenders



Pretenders



Punk


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I like the way you cross the street
‘Cause I’m precious.
Moving through the Cleveland heat,
How precious.
You’re taking nights and all the kicks:
You’re so precious.
But you know I ain’t shittin’ bricks,
’cause I’m precious.

He’s picked at fifth and Euclid Avenue:
Was real precious.
Hotel, still and comin’ into view.
How precious.
Pity that you bruised my hip,
’cause I’m precious.
You shouldn’t let your manners slip:
You’re too precious.

Make me wanna -
Make me wanna -
Maybe make it.
We were bound, bound, bound, bound to show it.
We want to do it, do it, do it, do it on the pavement.
Maybe, maybe I’m going to have a baby.
We want to do it -- do it all night.

I was feeling kind of ethereal.
‘Cause I’m precious.
I got my eye on your imperial.
You’re so precious.
Now, Howard the Duck and Mister Strausbow Straid:
Precious.
Trapped in a world that they never made.
But not me, baby -- I’m too precious.

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The Boys Are Back In Town by Thin Lizzy

February 5th, 2009

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Thin Lizzy



Still Dangerous -- Live At the Tower Theatre Philadelphia 1977



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Guess who just got back today
Them wild eyed boys, that’d been away
Haven’t changed, that much to say
But man I still think them cats are crazy

They were asking if you were around
How you was, where you could be found
Told them you were living downtown
Driving all the old men crazy

The Boys are back in town (The boys are back in town)
(I Said) The boys are back in town
The boys are back in town
The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town)

You know that chick who used to dance a lot?
Every night she’d be on the floor, shakin’ what she’s got
Man when I tell you she was cool she was redhot
I mean she was steamin’

And that time over at Johnny’s place
When this chic got up and she slapped Johnny’s face
Man we just fell about the place
If that chic don’t wanna know forget ‘er

The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town)
(I said) The boys are back in town
The boys are back in town
The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town)

Spread the word around
Guess who’s back in town

Just spread the word around

Friday night they’ll be dressed to kill
Down at Dino’s bar and grill
The drinks will flow and blood would spill
And if the boys wanna fight you better let ‘em

That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favourite song
The nights are getting warmer it won’t be long
Wont be long till the summer comes
Now that the boys are here again

The boys are back in town (the boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town (the boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town (the boys are back in town)
(Spread the word around)
The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town)
(The boys are back, the boys are back)

The boys are back in town again

They’re hanging out at Dino’s

The boys are back in town again

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Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benetar

February 5th, 2009

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Pat Benetar



Crimes of Passion



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

You’re a real tough cookie
With a long history
Of breaking little hearts like the one in me
That’s okay, lets see how you do it
Put up your dukes, let’s get down to it

CHORUS
Hit me with your best shot
Why don’t you hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away

You come on with the come on
You don’t fight fair
That’s okay, see if I care!
Knock me down, it’s all in vain
I get right back up on my feet again!

CHORUS

(Musical Intrelude)

You’re a real tough cookie with a long history
Of breaking little hearts like the one in me
Before I put another notch in my lipstick case
You better make sure you put me in my place!

Hit me with your best shot…
C’mon!
Hit me with your best shot…
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away!

CHORUS

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Jailbreak (Live) by Thin Lizzy

February 5th, 2009

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Thin Lizzy



Still Dangerous -- Live At the Tower Theatre Philadelphia 1977



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Tonight there’s gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in this town
See me and the boys we don’t like it
So were getting up and going down

Hiding low looking right to left
If you see us coming I think it’s best
To move away do you hear what I say
From under my breath

Tonight there’s gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there’s gonna be a jailbreak
So don’t you be around

Don’t you be around

Tonight there’s gonna be trouble
Some of us won’t survive
See the boys and me mean business
Bustin’ out dead or alive

I can hear the hound dogs on my trail
All hell breaks loose, alarm and sirens wail
Like the game if you lose
Go to jail

Tonight there’s gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there’s gonna be a jailbreak
So don’t you be around

Tonight there’s gonna trouble
I’m gonna find myself in
Tonight there’s gonna be a jailbreak
So woman stay with a friend

You know it’s safer

Breakout!

Tonight there’s gonna be a breakout
Into the city zones
Don’t you dare to try and stop us
No one could for long

Searchlight on my trail
Tonight’s the night all systems fail
Hey you good lookin’ female
Come here!

Tonight there’s gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there’s gonna be a jailbreak
So don’t you be around

Tonight there’s gonna be trouble
I’m gonna find myself in
Tonight there’s gonna be trouble
So woman stay with a friend

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