All of the Drum Tier 3 Rock Band songs

Overview

The Myriad

With Arrows, With Poise

Alternative

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I would die to be your lover lost at sea
And I’d fly to hear your arid sirening
And I’d scream “My love!” through bloody hurricanes

Would you say so if you thought of me?
And would it crush you if you saw me bleed?
And would you dance the same if you knew that I could see?
Do you feel the same for me?

With guns ablaze I’ll bring you what you need
And with fires of rain and wake our blinking city up
I’ll scream “My love!” as arrows fill the skies.

Would you say so if you thought of me?
And would it crush you if you saw me bleed?
And would you dance the same if you knew that I could see?
Do you feel the same for me?

Hey now, Oh no, you’ve got a clean shot
All the ways you could pierce my heart.
Hey now, Oh no, you’ve run me right through
With all these words that I’ve sung to you.

Would you say so if you thought of me?
And would it crush you if you saw me bleed?
And would you dance the same if you knew that I could see?

Would you say so if you thought of me?
And would it crush you if you saw me bleed?
And would you (dance, dance) the same if you knew that I could see?
Do you feel the same for me?

Bass

Overview

Jimmy Buffett

Exclusive 2008 Rock Band Re-Recording

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Tried to amend my carnivorous habits
Made it nearly seventy days
Losing weight without speed, eating sunflower seeds
Drinking lots of carrot juice and soaking up rays

But at night I’d have these wonderful dreams
Some kind of sensuous treat
Not zucchini, fettuccini, or bulgur wheat
But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat

Cheeseburger in paradise
Heaven on earth with an onion slice
Not too particular, not too precise
I’m just a cheeseburger in paradise

I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz Fifty-seven and French fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
Well, good God Almighty, which way do I steer
For my cheeseburger in paradise

Heard about the old time sailor men
They eat the same thing again and again
Warm beer and bread they say could raise the dead
Well, it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn

But times have changed for sailors these days
When I’m in port I get what I need
Not just Havanas or banana or daiquiris
But that American creation on which I feed

Cheeseburger in paradise
Medium rare with Muenster be nice
Not too particular, not too precise
I’m just a cheeseburger in paradise

I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draught beer
Well, good god Almighty which way do I steer

For a cheeseburger in paradise
Makin’ the best of every virtue and vice
Worth every damn bit of sacrifice
To get a cheeseburger in paradise
To be a cheeseburger in paradise
I’m just a cheeseburger in paradise

Bass

Overview

Jimmy Buffett

Exclusive 2008 Rock Band Re-Recording

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Now, I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know where I’m a gonna go
when the volcano blow
Let me say it now
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know where I’m a gonna go
when the volcano blow

Ground, she moving under me
Tidal waves out on the sea
Sulfur smoke up in the sky
Pretty soon we learn to fly

Let me hear you, now
I don’t know
I don’t know where I’m a gonna go
when the volcano blow
Let me hear you now
I don’t know
I don’t know where I’m a gonna go
when the volcano blow

My girl quickly say to me
“Mon you better watch your feet”
Lava come down soft and hot
“You better lava me now or lava me not”

Let me hear you, now
I don’t know
I don’t know where I’m a gonna go
when the volcano blow
Let me hear you now
I don’t know
I don’t know where I’m a gonna go
when the volcano blow

No time to count what I’m worth
cause I just left the planet Earth
Where I go I hope there’s rum
Not to worry monsoon come

Let me hear you, now
I don’t know
I don’t know where I’m a gonna go
when the volcano blow
Let me hear you now
I don’t know
I don’t know where I’m a gonna go
when the volcano blow

But I don’t want to land in New York City
I don’t want to land in Mexico
I don’t want to land on no Three Mile Island
I don’t want to see my skin a-glow

Don’t want to land in Comanche Sky Park
or in Nashville, Tennessee
I don’t want to land in no San Juan airport
the Yukon Territory

Don’t want to land no San Diego
Don’t want to land in no Buzzards Bay
I don’t want to land on no Ayatollah
I got nothin’ more to say

Let me hear you, now
I don’t know
I don’t know where I’m a gonna go
when the volcano blow
Let me hear you now
I don’t know
I don’t know where I’m a gonna go
when the volcano blow

Bass

Overview

Jimmy Buffett

Exclusive 2008 Rock Band Re-Recordings

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Nibblin’ on sponge cake
Watchin’ the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
Strummin’ my six string on my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp–They’re beginnin’ to boil

Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
Searchin’ for my long lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
But I know it’s nobody’s fault

Don’t know the reason
Stayed here all season
With nothing to show but this brand new tatoo
But it’s a real beauty
A Mexican cutie
How it got here
I haven’t a clue

Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
Now I think, — hell it could be my fault

I blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop top
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home
But there’s booze in the blender
And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on

Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
But I know, it’s my own damn fault
Yes, some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
And I know it’s my own damn fault

Bass

Overview

The Cars

The Cars

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Right here I’d like to melt inside of you
Right here you kiss is totally new
Right here your hands are soft and creamy
Right here your mouth is wet and dreamy

And it’s just what I like
So dim down the light
Don’t cha stop don’t cha stop
Don’t cha stop don’t cha stop

If it makes you feel good
If it makes you feel good
Don’t cha stop stop
Don’t cha stop stop

Your rhapsody is blowing my cool, yea
Your fantasies were written for fools
Your floating hair tickles my skin
Feel so luscious come on do it again

And it’s just what I like
So dim down the light
Don’t cha stop don’t cha stop
Don’t cha stop don’t cha stop

If it makes you feel good
If it makes you feel good
Don’t cha stop stop
Don’t cha stop stop

Bass

Overview

The Cars

The Cars

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I don’t care if you hurt me some more
I don’t care if you even the score
You can knock me and I don’t care
You can mock me and I don’t care
You can rock me just about anywhere
It’s alright

‘Cus you’re all I’ve got tonight
You’re all I’ve got tonight
You’re all I’ve got tonight
I need you tonight

I don’t care if you use me again
I don’t care if you abuse me again
You can make me I don’t care
You can fake me I don’t care
You can love me just about anywhere
It’s alright

I don’t want to feel sorry for you
You don’t have to make believe it’s you
You can pump me I don’t care
You can bump me I don’t care
You can love me just about anywhere
It’s alright

Bass

Overview

Pleymo

Episode 2: Medicine Cake

Metal

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Ça fait un bail au fond
Qu’on revait d’etre sur le sillon
Et si on a joué les cons
On s’est cassé le fion
A poser ces fondations
Parce que l’but premier c’était d’ti-sor de c’merdier
Histoire de pas s’faire enrayer
Par le old school dont la France est d’or médaillée
En viande avariée la variété
Comme une dent cariée…

Tout à déjà été fait soit disant
Alors qu’est ce qu’on fait maintenant
Yaka tout mettre en vrac
Kataouh tataouh
Pleymo est back back back
Kataouh tataouh
Toujours là pour faire du bruit
Arrogant pour qu’on s’en sorte
J’reste sur le vif ainsi et jamais ne m’endors

Ça tourne en rond souvent ceux qui ont les ronds
N’ont pas d’dons et s’en font pas sur l’fond
S’ils peuvent nous dire c’qui est bon
Sans doute qu’ils nous prennent pour des moutons
Mais j’suis un sâle gosse et j’emmerde le boss
Mais j’bosse pour qu’on soit plus la cinquième roue du carosse
Mais une star en Rolls Royce
Et si t’es pas joyce on t’mangera comme un spring rolls

Tout à déjà été fait soit disant
Alors qu’est ce qu’on fait maintenant
Yaka tout mettre en vrac
Kataouh tataouh
Pleymo est back back back
Kataouh tataouh
Toujours là pour faire du bruit
Arrogant pour qu’on s’en sorte
J’reste sur le vif ainsi et jamais ne m’endors

C’est cash qu’on attaque
Si tu nous fais pas confiance
Si t’empeche qu’on avance
On va t’mettre en vrac

Les D.A. sont risibles, Kemar les maltraite
J’les prends pour cible ces ignares qui s’la pètent
Se voilent la face sur mon style
Mais t’as vu on a t’nu l’bail et on f’ra plus d’détails

Pleymo est back back back
Yaka tout mettre en vrac
Kataouh tataouh
Pleymo est back back back
Kataouh tataouh
Toujours là pour faire du bruit
Arrogant pour qu’on s’en sorte
J’reste sur le vif ainsi et jamais ne m’endors
Toujours là pour faire du bruit
Arrogant pour qu’on s’en sorte
J’reste sur le vif ainsi et jamais ne m’endors

Bass

Overview

Oasis

Definitely Maybe

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I live my life in the city
There’s no easy way out
The day’s moving just too fast for me
I need some time in the sunshine
Gotta slow it right down
The day’s moving just too fast for me
I live my life for the stars that shine
People say it’s just a waste of time
When they said I should feed my head
That to me was just a day in bed
I’ll take my car and drive real far
They’re not concerned about the way we are
In my mind my dreams are real
Now you concerned about the way I feel

Tonight I’m a rock n roll star
Tonight I’m a rock n roll star

I live my life in the city
There’s no easy way out
The day’s moving just too fast for me
I need some time in the sunshine
Gotta slow it right down
The day’s moving just too fast for me
I live my life for the stars to shine
The people say it’s just a waste of time
When they say i should feed me head
That to me it’s just a day in bed
I’m gonna take my car and drive real far
They’re not concerned about the way we are
In my mind my dreams are real
Now you concerned about the way I feel

Tonight I’m a rock n roll star

Bass

Overview

Fall Out Boy

Infinity On High

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I am an arms dealer,
Fitting you with weapons in the form of words,
And I don’t really care, which side wins,
As long as the room keeps singing,
That’s just the business I’m in.

This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race,
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race,
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race,
I’m not a shoulder to cry on, but I digress.

I’m a leading man,
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate.

I’m a leading man,
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate.

I wrote the gospel of giving up,
(You look pretty sinking)
But the real bombshells have already sunk,
(pre-madonnas of the gutter)
At night we’re painting your trash gold while you sleep,
Crashing not like hips or cars,
No, more like p-p-p-parties.

This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race,
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race,
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race.
Bandwagon’s full.
Please, catch another,

I’m a leading man,
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate,

I’m a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate.

All the boys who the dance floor didn’t love,
And all the girls whose lips couldn’t move fast enough,
Sing until your lungs give out.

This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race,
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race,
(Now you)
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race,
(Wear out the groove)
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race,
(Sing out loud)
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race,
(Oh, oh)
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race.

I’m a leading man,
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate.

I’m a leading man,
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate.

Bass

Overview

Angels & Airwaves

We Don’t Need to Whisper

Alternative

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…

Is this what you want
’cause everybody acts without a clue
Every little kiss and grin you gave
Was just a little bullshit I saw through

The alcohol I scented with your breath
You’re always open up to just be used
I’m waiting for excuses that deceive
I’ll meet you in the back to see them through

How did I let her inside
We’re dripping of sweat, and feeling alright
Her lips were the last thing touched tonight
Your best friend is not your girlfriend

It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…
It hurts…

Are you out of your mind?
You dug yourself into a liar’s hole
You made a little spark to live inside
It’s now a fucking fire out of control
When the morning comes you’ll act surprised
And when the word gets out it will get old
And ever day you’ll try to live your life
In every little scam that will unfold

How did I let her inside
We’re dripping of sweat, and feeling alright
Her lips were the last thing touched tonight
Your best friend is not your girlfriend

Dream… wanted
Dream… I want it too
Dream… wanted
Dream… I want it too

How did I let her inside
We’re dripping of sweat, and feeling alright
Her lips were the last thing touched tonight
Your best friend is not your girlfriend

It hurts
It hurts
It hurts
It hurts
It hurts

(Your best friend is not your girlfriend)
It hurts
(Your best friend is not your girlfriend)
It hurts
(Your best friend is not your girlfriend)
It hurts
(Your best friend is not your girlfriend)
It hurts
(Your best friend is not your girlfriend)
It hurts
(Your best friend is not your girlfriend)

Bass