All of the Full Band Tier 3 Rock Band songs

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Red Tandy by Mother Hips

May 1st, 2008

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Mother Hips



Red Tandy



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Red Tandy says a lot
Red Tandy likes it hot
She told me on the bus today

She left it for me by the mirror
She likes my records playing
She likes it hot (she likes it hot)
That says a lot

The meaning of the meeting that I had
With Tandy just last Wednesday noon
No I can say

Well she came through in a pinch now
She wanted an inch but I gave her a mile
And that made her smile

Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy

Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy

Tan Randy likes me not
One’s preference says a lot
It’s pleasing in an Oscar Wilde way, hey

She told it to me while I was sleeping
She don’t like to see me weeping
She likes it hot (she likes it hot)
That says a lot

Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Red Tandy
Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Tandy, Red Tandy
Tandy, Tandy, where are you when I need you?
Red Tandy

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Devil’s Child by Judas Priest

April 24th, 2008

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Judas Priest



Screaming For Vengeance



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Hypnotize me
Mesmerize me
Feel my willpower slip
Light my fire
With cold desire
Losing all my grip

Eat my diamonds
Drinking all my gin
Feast your eyes on
A whole lotta sin

Oh no you’re so damned wicked
You got me by the throat
Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me
You never let me go
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child

Took my dreams
And now it’s seems you’re nothing but a liar
Smash and grab at all I had
Build my funeral pyre
Stop pretendin’
Got me growin’ old
Your tormentin’s
Fit to snap my soul

Oh no you’re so damned wicked
You got me by the throat
Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me
You never let me go
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child

You took my heart
And left it blown to smithereens
I gave my body as a slave
You cut my flesh
And drank my blood that poured in streams
I’m left here broken and ashamed

Goin’ under
Hear the thunder
Death defying grace
Your condition breeds ammuntion
Shoots me in the face
Vicious talkin’
Stabs me like a knife
Scratched and bruised, so abused
I’m a human sacrifice

Oh no you’re so damned wicked
You got me by the throat
Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me
You never let me go
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child

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Saints of Los Angeles by Mötley Crüe

April 24th, 2008

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Mötley Crüe



Saints of Los Angeles



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Tonight
There’s gonna be a fight
So if you need a place to go
Get a two room slum, a mattress and a gun
And the cops don’t never show

So come right in ’cause everybody sins
Welcome to the scene of the crime
You want it? Believe it? We got it if you need it
The devil is a friend of mine

If you think it’s crazy
You ain’t seen a thing
Just wait until we going down in flames

We are, we are the saints
We signed our life away
Doesn’t matter what you think
We’re gonna do it anyway
We are, we are the saints
One day you will confess
And pray to the saints
Of Los Angeles

Redline
Trippin’ on a land mine
Sippin’ at the Troubadour
Girl’s passed out naked in the back lounge
Everybody’s gonna score

She’s all jacked up
She down on her luck
You want it, you need it
The devil’s gonna feed it

Don’t you say it’s crazy
You don’t know a thing
Just wait until we going down in flames

We are, we are the saints
We signed our life away
Doesn’t matter what you think
We’re gonna do it anyway
We are, we are the saints
One day you will confess
And pray to the saints
Of Los Angeles

Give it up, give it up
Give it up, give it up
Give it up, give it up
Give it up, give it up
Give it up, give it up

We are, we are the saints
We signed our life away
Doesn’t matter what you think
We’re gonna do it anyway
We are, we are the saints
One day you will confess
And pray to the saints
Of Los Angeles

We are, we are the saints
We signed our life away
Doesn’t matter what you think
We’re gonna do it anyway
We are, we are the saints
One day you will confess
And pray to the saints
Of Los Angeles

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Riding on the Wind by Judas Priest

April 24th, 2008

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Judas Priest



Screaming For Vegeance



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Shooting for the stars
Cruise the speed of light
Glowin god of Mars
Body burning bright

Well I’m ridin’, ridin’ on the wind
Yes I’m ridin’, ridin’ on the wind

Tearing up through life
Million miles an hour
Blinding all in sight
Surging rush of power

Well I’m ridin’, ridin’ on the wind
Yes I’m ridin’, ridin’ on the wind

Thunderbolt from hell
Shattering aloud
Screamin’ demons yell
Bursting through the clouds

Well I’m ridin’, ridin’ on the wind
Yes I’m ridin’, ridin’ on the wind

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Rock Rebellion by Bang Camaro

April 8th, 2008

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Bang Camaro



Bang Camaro



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Fists up
If you believe in us
Fists up
If you are one of us

We know it starts tonight
We know the time is right
You know that we’ve become
All that’s been undone
We’re not our fathers’ sons
We are the chosen ones
We will defeat the light
Rebellion starts tonight

Lights out
Let the power guide you
Lights out
Let us be your guide

We know it starts tonight
We know the time is right
You know that we’ve become
All that’s been undone
We’re not our fathers’ sons
We are the chosen ones
We will defeat the light
Rebellion starts tonight

We are all the victims
But we’ve found our way
Penetrate the pain
And you will hear us say

Whoa oh
Whoa oh
Whoa oh
Whoa oh

We’re not our fathers’ sons
We are the chosen ones
We will defeat the light
Rebellion starts tonight

Oh yeah

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Hitch A Ride by Boston

March 27th, 2008

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Boston



Boston



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Day is night in New York City
Smoke, like water, runs inside
Steel idle trees to pity
Every living things that’s died

Gonna hitch a ride
Head for the other side
Leave it all behind
Never change my mind
Gonna sail away
Sun lights another day
Freedom on my mind
Carry me away for the last time
Oh yeah

Life is like the coldest winter
People freeze the tears I cry
Words of hail their minds are into
I’ve got to crack this ice and fly

Gonna hitch a ride
Head for the other side
Leave it all behind
Never change my mind
Gonna sail away
Sun lights another day
Freedom on my mind
Carry me away for the last time
Oh yeah

Gonna hitch a ride
Head for the other side
Leave it all behind
Never change my mind
Gonna sail away
Sun lights another day
Freedom on my mind
Carry me away for the last time
Oh yeah

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Smokin’ by Boston

March 27th, 2008

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Boston



Boston



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

We’re gonna play you a song, a little bit of rock-n-roll
You gotta let yourself go, the band’s gonna take control.
We’re gettin’ down today
We’ll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight

Smokin’, Smokin’
We’re cookin’ tonight, just keep on tokin’
Smokin’, Smokin’
I feel alright, mamma I’m not jokin’, yeah


Get your feet to the floor, everybody rock and roll
You’ve got nothing to lose just the rhythm and blues, that’s all, yeah
We’re gonna feel ok
We’ll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight.

Smokin’, Smokin’
We’re cookin’ tonight, just keep on tokin’
Smokin’, Smokin’
I feel alright, mamma I’m not jokin’, yeah


Everybody jumpin’, dancin’ to the boogie tonight
Clap your hands, move your feet
If you don’t you know it won’t seem right
We’re gettin’ down today
We’ll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight

We’re gettin’ down today
We’ll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight, well alright

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Shockwave by Black Tide

March 13th, 2008

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Black Tide



Light From Above



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I’m like a shockwave coming through your door
I’m like a bullet at the speed of light
I go around taking people’s lives
While you sit around saying lies

And when I’m done you will be no more
Your life is through now mine begins
My days of agony are gone

I’m a shockwave and I don’t need anyone
I’ll follow my ways ’til the day I die
I’m a shockwave and I’ll take your fucking life
Don’t mess with me I’m a shockwave ready to kill

I am the one who feeds off your life
I’ll be right there when you’re ready to die
I am a killer but they’re all scared
When I rise no time is spared

I’m a shockwave and I don’t need anyone
I’ll follow my ways ’til the day I die
I’m a shockwave and I’ll take your fucking life
Don’t mess with me I’m a shockwave ready to kill

Shockwave


I’m a shockwave and I don’t need anyone
I’ll follow my ways ’til the day I die
I’m a shockwave and I’ll take your fucking life
Don’t mess with me I’m a shockwave ready to kill

I’m a shockwave and I don’t need anyone
I’ll follow my ways ’til the day I die
I’m a shockwave and I’ll take your fucking life
Don’t mess with me I’m a shockwave ready to kill

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Casey Jones by Grateful Dead

March 6th, 2008

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Grateful Dead



Workingman’s Dead



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

>Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better, watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

This old engine makes it on time,
Leaves Central Station ’bout a quarter to nine,
Hits River Junction at seventeen two,
At a quarter to ten you know it’s drivin’ again.

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better, watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Trouble ahead, Lady in red,
Take my advice you’d be better off dead.
Switchman’s sleeping, train hundred and two is
On the wrong track and headed for you.

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better, watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, you know, trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Trouble with you is the trouble with me,
Got two good eyes but we still don’t see.
Come round the bend, you know it’s the end,
The fireman screams and the engine just gleams…

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better, watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better, watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, you know, trouble behind.
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, you know, trouble behind.
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

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Sugar Magnolia by Grateful Dead

March 6th, 2008

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Grateful Dead



American Beauty



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Sugar Magnolia blossom’s blooming
Head’s all empty and I don’t care
Saw my baby down by the river
Knew she’d have to come up soon for air

Sweet blossom come on under the willow
We can have high times if you’ll abide
We can discover the wonders of nature
Rolling in the rushes down by the riverside

She’s got everything delightful
She’s got everything I need
Takes the wheel when I’m seeing double
Pays my ticket when I speed

She come skimming through rays of violet
She can wade in a drop of dew
She don’t come and I don’t follow
Waits backstage while I sing to you

She can dance a Cajun rhythm
Jump like a Willys in four wheel drive
She’s a summer love in the spring, fall and winter
She can make happy any man alive

Sugar magnolia
Ringin’ that blue bell
Caught up in sunlight
Come on out singing
I’ll walk you in the sunshine
Come on honey, come along with me

She’s got everything delightful
She’s got everything I need
A breeze in the pines in the summer night moonlight
Crazy in the sunlight yes indeed

Sometimes when the cuckoo’s crying
When the moon is halfway down
Sometimes when the night is dying
I take me out and I wander round
I wander round

Sunshine daydream
Walkin through the tall trees
Going where the wind goes
Blooming like a red rose
Breathing more freely
Light out singing
I’ll walk you in the morning sunshine
Sunshine daydream
Walk you in the sunshine

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