All of the Bass Tier 3 Rock Band songs

Overview

Avenged Sevenfold

Avenged Sevenfold

Metal

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Shh be quiet, you might piss somebody off
Like me motherfucker, you’ve been at it for too long
While you feed off others insecurities
You stand in front of me and bite the hand that feeds

(Self-righteousness is wearing thin)
Lies inside your head your bestfriend
(Heart bleeds but not for fellow man)
Broken glass, your fake reflection

I’ve had enough its time for something real
Don’t respect the words you’re speaking
Gone too far, a clone

So how does it feel to know that someones kid in the heart of america
Has blood on their hands, fighting to defend your rights
So you can maintain the lifestyle that insults this family’s existance
Well, where I’m from we have a special salute we aim high in the air
Towards all those pompous assholes who spend their days pointing fingers

Fuck you

Shh be quiet, you might piss somebody off
Like the heartbeat of this country when antagonized too long
I’ll be damned if you count me in as part of your generous hypocrisy
Collecting enemies

(Tabloid gossip queen, worthless man)
There’s no need for us to bury you
(Selfish agenda, once again)
Right this way, you’ve dug your own grave

I’ve had enough its time for something real
Don’t respect the words you’re speaking
Gone too far, a clone

All the way from the east to the west
We’ve got this high society looking down on this very foundation
Constantly reminding us that our actions are the cause of all their problems
Pointing the fingers in every direction
Blaming their own nation for who wins elections
They’ve never contributed a fucking thing to the country they love to criticize

Excuse the obscene, ignore the untrue
Depictions we see, try and get through
Admitting mistakes can’t hurt
I’m not the last but I sure ain’t the first

Shh be quiet, you might piss somebody off

(Self-righteousness is wearing thin)
Lies inside your head your bestfriend
(Heart bleeds but not for fellow man)
Broken glass, your fake reflection

I’ve had enough its time for something real
Don’t respect these words you speak
You’ve gone too far, a clone

Bass

Overview

The Mother Hips

Kiss the Crystal Flame

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Did you see the grizzly bear
Roving over the floodplain?
Sir Richard Henry Dana did
I read about it and it stuck in my brain

Did you see the river flow
clear down to Baja Mexico?
John Wesley Powell most certainly did
I read about it when I was a kid

Time-sick son of a grizzly bear
Can’t seem to find myself anywhere
I’m a time-sick son of a grizzly bear
Time-sick son of a grizzly bear

Were you at old Monterey
in Joaquin Murrieta’s day?
Adobe huts in the cypress grove
Is where the rich men now build their homes

Time-sick son of a grizzly bear
I can’t fit in anywhere
‘Cause I’m a time-sick son of a grizzly bear
Time-sick son of a grizzly bear

Time-sick son of a grizzly bear
Can’t seem to find myself anywhere
I’m a time-sick son of a grizzly bear
Time-sick son of a grizzly bear

Bass

Overview

Mother Hips

Red Tandy

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
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

Bass

Overview

Judas Priest

Screaming For Vengeance

Metal

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I move away it don’t do me no good
Three thousand miles don’t help
like I thought it would.
Help me, I’m beggin’ you please.
You’ve got the power down on my knees
Give me some kind of life.
Leave me be.
Take these chains off
Take ‘em off of my heart
Reach out to me, as if from the grave
I tried to run but I’m tied
to you like a slave.
It’s my fault for loving you so
You were so precious, how could I know.
You turned mean overnight
Poor poor me.
I don’t owe you anything
Why don’t you get out of my life.
Through it all the memories cling
And I can’t sleep at night.
Help me, I’m beggin’ you please.
You’ve got the power down on my knees
Give me some kind of life.
Leave me be.

Bass

Overview

Judas Priest

Screaming For Vengeance

Metal

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I’d spend my days alone
I used to stay at home
Lost in seclusion there
Like I was in a cell
A captured heart as well
Surrounded by despair
Darkness filled my soul
Losing all control

Down on the streets below
Bright city lights would glow
The energy would rise
And through the heat I’d gaze
Still counting empty days
With fire in my eyes
Living through this hell
Can I break this spell

Fever. You set my soul on fire
Fever. You fill me with desire
Fever. You always get it right
Fever. All day and all night

Then one night as I walked
I heard your body talk
I saw a shooting star
In some magnetic trance
Our beating hearts would dance
And crash down from afar
Oh how strange fate is
Never dreamed of this

Fever. You set my soul on fire
Fever. You fill me with desire
Fever. You always get it right
Fever. All day and all night

So destiny has bought us
Oh so close together
We were like angels in the night
Living the dream
At last I’ll be with you forever
And all at once it feels so right

Fever. You set my soul on fire
Fever. You fill me with desire
Fever. You always get it right
Fever. All day and all night

Bass

Overview

Mötley Crüe

Saints of Los Angeles

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
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

Bass

Overview

Boston

Boston

Classic Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
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

Bass

Overview

Grateful Dead

American Beauty

Classic Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Truckin’ got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin’, like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin’ on

Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street
Chicago, New York, Detroit and it’s all on the same street
Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings

Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too close to New Orleans
New York’s got the ways and means; but just won’t let you be, oh no

Most of the cast that you meet on the streets speak of true love
Most of the time they’re sittin’ and cryin’ at home
One of these days they know they better get goin’
Out of the door and down on the streets all alone

Truckin’, like the do-dah man. Once told me “You’ve got to play your hand”
Sometimes your cards ain’t worth a dime, if you don’t lay’em down

Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me
Other times I can barely see
Lately it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it’s been

What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn’t the same
Livin’ on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine
All a friend can say is “Ain’t it a shame?”

Truckin’, up to Buffalo. Been thinkin’, you got to mellow slow
Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin’ on

Sittin’ and starin’ out of the hotel window
Got a tip they’re gonna kick the door in again
I’d like to get some sleep before I travel
But if you got a warrant, I guess you’re gonna come in

Busted, down on Bourbon Street, Set up, like a bowlin’ pin
Knocked down, it get’s to wearin’ thin. They just won’t let you be, oh no

You’re sick of hangin’ around and you’d like to travel
Get tired of travelin’ and you want to settle down
I guess they can’t revoke your soul for tryin’
Get out of the door and light out and look all around

Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me
Other times I can barely see
Lately it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it’s been

Truckin’, I’m a goin’ home. Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong
Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back truckin’ on
Hey now get back truckin’ home

Bass

Overview

Grateful Dead

Blues For Allah

Classic Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

In another time’s forgotten space
your eyes looked from your mother’s face,
wildflower seed on sand and stone
may the four winds blow you safely home.

Roll away the dew, roll away the dew
Roll away the dew, roll away the dew

I’ll tell you where the four winds dwell,
In Franklin’s tower there hangs a bell,
It can ring — turn night to day
It can ring like fire when you lose your way.

Roll away the dew, roll away the dew
Roll away the dew, roll away the dew

God save the child that rings that bell,
It may have one good ring, baby you can’t tell,
One watch by night, one watch by day
If you get confused listen to the music play

Some come to laugh their past away
Some come to make it just one more day;
Whichever way your pleasure tends
If you plant ice, you’re gonna harvest wind

Roll away the dew, roll away the dew
Roll away the dew, roll away the dew

In Franklin’s tower the four winds sleep,
Like four lean hounds the lighthouse keep,
Wildflower seeds in the sand and wind
May the four winds blow you home again

Roll away the dew, roll away the dew
Roll away the dew, you better roll away the dew
Roll away the dew, you better roll away the dew –roll away!
Roll away the dew, you better roll away the dew –roll away!
Roll away the dew, roll away the dew –roll away!
Roll away the dew, roll away the dew

Bass

Overview

Black Sabbath (Cover Version)

Paranoid

Metal

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death’s construction

In the fields are bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds

Oh Lord, Yeah!


Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that all to the poor

Yeah!

Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait ’til the judgement day comes

Yeah!


Now in darkness world stops turning
Ashes where the bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of god has struck the hour

Day of judgement god is calling
On their knees the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laughing spreads his wings

Oh Lord Yeah!

Witches gather at black masses
Bodies burning in red ashes
On the hill the church in ruins
It’s a scene of evil doings

It’s a place for all bad sinners
Watch them eating dead rats’ innards
I guess it’s the same
Where ever you may go

Oh Lord Yeah!

Carry banners which denounce the Lord
Watch me rocking in my grave
See them anoint my head with dead rat’s blood
See them stick the steak through me

Oh!

Don’t hold me back cause I just gotta go
They’ve got a hold of my soul now
Lord’s got my brain instinct with blood obscene
Look in my eyes I’m there enough

Yeah!

On the scene a priest appears
Sinners falling at his knees
Satan sends out funeral pyre
Casts the priest into the fire

It’s the place for all bad sinners
Watch them eating dead rats’ innards
I guess it’s the same
Where ever you may go

Oh Lord Yeah!

Bass