All of the Bass Tier 1 Rock Band songs

Overview

Lenny Kravitz

Let Love Rule

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Love is gentle as a rose
And love can conquer any war
It’s time to take a stand
Brothers and sisters join hands

We got to let love rule
Let love rule
We got to let love rule
Let love rule

Love transcends all space and time
And love can make a little child smile
Oh can’t you see
This won’t go wrong
But we got to be strong
We can’t do it alone

We got to let love rule
Let love rule
We got to let love rule
Let love rule

Let love rule
You got to got to got to
Let love rule

You got to got to got to, yeah
Let let let let love rule
Let love rule

Let love rule
You got to got to got to
Use to yeah
You got to yeah
Waouh
You got to
Got to got to got to yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Let love rule

Bass

Overview

Roy Orbison

In Dreams: The Greatest Hits

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Hey baby, jump over here
When you do the ooby-dooby I just gotta be near
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, dooby-do-wah-do-wah-do-wah

Well you wiggle to the left, you wiggle to the right
You do the ooby-dooby with all of your might
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, dooby-do-wah-do-wah-do-wah

Well you wiggle and you shake like a big rattlesnake
You do the ooby-dooby till you think you have a break
Oobu-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, dooby-do-wah-do-wah-do-wah

Well youve been struttin cause now you know
Lets do the ooby-dooby, baby lets go!
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby
Ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, ooby-dooby, dooby-do-wah-do-wah-do-wah

Bass

Overview

Deep Purple

Machine Head

Classic Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

We had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on Mars
Meeting all the groovy people
We’ve rocked the Milky Way so far
We danced around with Borealice
We’re space truckin’ round the stars

Come on, come on, come on
Let’s go space truckin’
Come on, come on, come on
Space Truckin’

Remember when we did the moonshot
And Pony Trekker lead the way
We’d move to the Canaveral moonstop
And everynaut would dance and sway
We got music in our solar system
We’re space truckin’ round the stars

Come on, come on, come on
Let’s go space truckin’
Come on, come on, come on
Space Truckin’

The fireball that we rode was moving
But now we’ve got a new machine
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the freak said
Man those cats can really swing
They got music in their solar system
They’ve rocked around the Milky Way
They dance around the Borealice
They’re space truckin’ everyday

Come on, come on, come on
Let’s go space truckin’
Come on, come on, come on
Space Truckin’

Bass

Overview

Foo Fighters

In Your Honor

Alternative

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Oh you know I did it
It’s over and I feel fine
Nothing you could say is gonna change my mind
Waiting and I wait at the longest night
Nothing like the taste to sweet decline

I was down, I fell, I fell so fast
Dropping like the grains in an hourglass
Never say forever cause nothing last
Dancing with the thorns of my buried past

Nevermind there’s nothing I can do
Bet your life there’s something killing you

It’s a shame we have to die my dear
No ones getting out of here, alive
This time

What a way to go, they have no fear
No ones getting out of here, alive
This time

Finished, I’m getting you off my chest
Made you come clean in a dirty dress
A promise is a promise you kept in check
Heart across a heart that beats it’s best

Take a good hard look for the very last time
The very last one in a very long line
Only took a second to say goodbye
Then the pleasure ’bout the pleasure’s
been mine, all mine

Nevermind there’s nothing I can do
Bet your life there’s something killing you

It’s a shame we have to die my dear
No ones getting out of here, alive
This time

What a way to go, they have no fear
No ones getting out of here, alive
This time

Ain’t no way, DOA
Ain’t no way, DOA

Take a good hard look for the very last time
The very last one in a very long line
Only took a second to say goodbye
Then the pleasure ’bout the pleasure’s
been mine, all mine

Nevermind there’s nothing I can do
Bet your life there’s something killing you

It’s a shame we have to die my dear
No ones getting out of here, alive
This time

What a way to go, they have no fear
No ones getting out of here, alive
This time

It’s a shame we have to disappear
No ones getting out of here, alive
This time
This time
This time

Bass

Overview

Foo Fighters

One By One

Alternative

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I am a one way motorway
I’m the one that drives away
then follows you back home
I am a street light shining
I’m a wild light blinding bright
burning off alone

it’s times like these you learn to live again
it’s times like these you give and give again
it’s times like these you learn to love again
it’s times like these time and time again

I am a new day rising
I’m a brand new sky
to hang the stars upon tonight
I am a little divided
do I stay or run away
and leave it all behind?

it’s times like these you learn to live again
it’s times like these you give and give again
it’s times like these you learn to love again
it’s times like these time and time again

Bass

Overview

Brooks & Dunn

Hillbilly Deluxe

Country

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Hey, up in the backwoods, down in the holler,
Old boys feelin’ like a dog on a collar,
Keepin’ that chain pulled tight,
Waitin’ on Saturday night.

Put on the smell-good, put on Skynard,
Head into to town like a NASCAR winner.
Cruisin’ back an’ forth to the Tasty-Freeze.
Everywhere you look, all you see…

Is hillbilly deluxe, slick pick-up trucks.
Big timin’ in a small town.
Stirrin’ it up right about sundown.
Black denim an’ chrome to the bone with a little home grown.
A country girl cuddled up…
Hillbilly deluxe.

Yeah, couple cute sweet things drivin’ a fastback.
Shoot ‘em a cool smile hopin’ that they smile back.
“Hey, Baby, what’s you name?”
Burn a little rubber when the red lights change.

Here come the blue lights, here come Barney.
Hide all the beer, y’all, let’s move the party.
Gotta go, but that’s all right…
Do it all again next Friday night.

Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick-’em-up trucks.
Big timin’ in a small town.
Stirrin’ it up right about sundown.
Black denim an’ chrome to the bone with a little home grown.
Country girl cuddled up…
Hillbilly deluxe.

Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick-’em-up trucks.
Big timin’ in a small town.
Stirrin’ it up right about sundown.
Black denim an’ chrome to the bone with a little home grown.
Country girl cuddled up…
Hillbilly deluxe.
Hillbilly deluxe.
Hillbilly deluxe.

Bass

Overview

Miranda Lambert

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend

Country

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

County road 233… under my feet
Nothin’ on this white rock, but little ol’ me
I’ve got two miles till… he makes bail
And if I’m right, we’re headed straight for hell

I’m goin’ home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight well now he’s got one
And he ain’t seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don’t that sound like a real man?
I’m going to show him what a little girls made of:
Gunpowder and lead!

It’s a half past ten… another six pack in
And I can feel the rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive… the gravel flies
But he don’t know what’s waiting here this time

I’m goin’ home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight well now he’s got one
And he ain’t seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don’t that sound like a real man?
I’m going to show him what a little girls made of:
Gunpowder and lead!

His fist is big, but my gun’s bigger
He’ll find out when I pull the trigger!

I’m goin’ home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight well now he’s got one
And he ain’t seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don’t that sound like a real man?
I’m going to show him what a little girls made of:
Gunpowder and lead, yeah, yeah!

Gunpowder and lead!

Bass

Overview

No Doubt

The Singles 1992-2003

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Take this pink ribbon off my eyes
I’m exposed
And it’s no big surprise
Don’t you think I know
Exactly where I stand
This world is forcing me
To hold your hand

‘Cause I’m just a girl, little ol’ me
Well don’t let me out of your sight
Oh, I’m just a girl, all pretty and petite
So don’t let me have any rights
Oh… I’ve had it up to here!

The moment that I step outside
So many reasons
For me to run and hide
I can’t do the little things
I hold so dear
‘Cause it’s all those little things
That I fear

‘Cause I’m just a girl
I’d rather not be
‘Cause they won’t let me drive
Late at night
Oh, I’m just a girl
Guess I’m some kind of freak
‘Cause they all sit and stare
With their eyes
Oh I’m just a girl
Take a good look at me
Just your typical prototype
Oh… I’ve had it up to here!
Oh… Am I making myself clear?

I’m just a girl
I’m just a girl in the world…
That’s all that you’ll let me be!

Oh I’m just a girl, living in captivity
Your rule of thumb
Makes me worry some
Oh I’m just a girl, what’s my destiny?
What I’ve succumbed to
Is making me numb
Oh I’m just a girl, my apologies
What I’ve become is so burdensome
Oh I’m just a girl, lucky me
Twiddle-dum there’s no comparison

Oh…I’ve had it up to!
Oh…I’ve had it up to!!
Oh…I’ve had it up to here

Bass

Overview

AC/DC

Live

Classic Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Wild beast, I’ll make you mine
Taste your kiss, sweet lips devine
She got moves, drips of sweat
She got eyes of blue, body curves
And legs that’ll break your nerves

Fire -- when she’s going down
Fire -- then she make you drown
Fire -- then she blow you round

Yeah, You want some fun
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns

That lady bites, hard style
Drips of sex, eyes are wild
She got moves, long long legs
She got eyes of blue, body curves
Legs that’ll shake the earth

Fire -- when she’s going down
Fire -- then she make you drown
Fire -- then she blow you round

Yeah, you want some fun
You gotta fire your guns
fire your guns
you gotta fire your guns
fire your guns
(yeah, yeow!)
Yeah
Fire -- when she’s going down
Fire -- then she make you drown
Fire -- then she blow you round

yeah, you want some fun
Gotta fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns

Bass

Overview

The Len Price 3

Rentacrowd

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Ooooh
Ooooh
Ooooh
Ooooh

Jimmy Jimmy since you went away
I hold a séance for you every day
I’m on your passing and I’m on my health
Without your love I’m just a ghost of myself, he said

If I ain’t got you
Then I ain’t got nothin’
If I ain’t got you
Then I ain’t got nothin’

Jimmy Jimmy now I feel so bad
Thinking about the things we never had
And since you left me I’ve been on my own
Without your love, well I’ll be chilled to the bone, she said

If I ain’t got you
Then I ain’t got nothin’
If I ain’t got you
Then I ain’t got nothin’

Ahh
Ahh

Jimmy Jimmy now I’m all alone
Just skin and bone in my retirement home
I’m on your passing and I’m on my health
Without your love I’m just a ghost of myself, she said

If I ain’t got you
Then I ain’t got nothin’
If I ain’t got you
Then I ain’t got nothin’

Well I got nothing at all
Well I got nothing at all
Well I got nothing at all
Well I got nothing at all

Ahh

Bass