All of the Drum Tier 4 Rock Band songs

DRUMS

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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Beethoven’s C*** by Serj Tankian

March 13th, 2008

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Serj Tankian



Elect the Dead



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Brushing, touching, feeling on your shoulders
Believing, appealing, kneeling in your worlds
Oceans are combined

Being that I love you so much
In the end they all will say
Breaking someone else’s heart again

Find the little evil perpetrator
And feed him to the hungry alligator
You want it all
You want it all
Love is not about profits
Nor the riches in your dreams

The arms of time are breaking off
Civilization is on trial
The clocks eliminating time
Do you believe in me

I’ve been walking through these dead farms
But I don’t mind
I’ve been screaming through these dead lungs
But I can’t find

Being that I love you so much
In the end they all will say
Breaking someone else’s heart again

Find the little evil perpetrator
And feed her to the hungry alligator
You want it all
You want it all
Love is not about profits
Nor the riches in your dreams

The arms of time are breaking off
Civilization is on trial
The clocks eliminating time
Do you believe in me

But lately I’ve been blind
You leave me all alone, left in time
You left me here to die, left in time
Leave me all alone, left in time

The arms of time are breaking off
Civilization is on trial
The clocks eliminating time
Do you believe in nothing

But lately I’ve been blind
Leave me all alone, left in time

Bass

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.

Bass

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

Bass

Why Do You Love Me by Garbage

February 19th, 2008

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Garbage



Bleed Like Me



Pop Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I’m not your baby girl
I’ve done ugly things
And I have made mistakes
And I am not as pretty as those girls in magazines
I am rotten to my core if they’re to be believed

So what if I’m no baby bird hanging upon your every word
Nothing ever smells of roses that rises out of mud

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
It’s driving me crazy

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
It’s driving me crazy

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
It’s driving me crazy

Why do you love me
Why do you love me

You’re not some little boy
Why you acting so surprised?
You’re sick of all the rules
Well I’m sick of all your lies
Now I’ve held back a wealth of shit but
I think I’m gonna choke
I’m standing in the shadows
With the words stuck in my throat
Does it really come as a surprise
When I tell you I don’t feel good
That nothing ever came from nothing, man
Oh, man, ain’t that the truth

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
It’s driving me crazy

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
It’s driving me crazy

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
It’s driving me crazy

Why do you love me
Why do you love me

I get back up and I do it again
Get back up and I do it again
Get back up and I do it again
Get back up and I do it
Do it again

I think you’re sleeping with a friend of mine
I have no proof
But I think that I’m right

You still got the most beautiful face
It just makes me sad
Most of the time

I get back up and I do it again
Get back up and I do it again
Get back up and I do it again
Get back up and I do it
Do it again
Do it again
Do it again
Do it again

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
It’s driving me crazy

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
It’s driving me crazy

Why do you love me
Why do you love me

Why do you love me
Why do you love me

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Interstate Love Song by Stone Temple Pilots

January 8th, 2008

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Stone Temple Pilots



Purple



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Waiting on a Sunday afternoon
For what I read between the lines
Your lies
Feelin’ like a hand in rusted chains
So do you laugh or does it cry?
Reply?

Leavin’ on a southern train
Only yesterday you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by
All of these things you said to me

Breathing is the hardest thing to do
With all I’ve said and
All that’s dead for you
You lied-Goodbye

Leavin’ on a southern train
Only yesterday, you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by
All of these things I said to you

Bass

Die, All Right! by The Hives

January 8th, 2008

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The Hives



Veni Vidi Vicious



Punk


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Hey!
I’ve got a message and tonight and I’m gonna send it
Yeah!
I had a body and men with knives wanted to lend it
Sold my body to the company
so I got the money now away I go and I say thank you Mr CEO

Hey! I’ve got some money and tonight I’m gonna spend it
Yeah! They gave me a paper
and I went ahead and penned it and I say thank you Mr CEO

I filled my pockets now I might as well
Die!
Cause I found the backdoor out of teenage hell
All right!
Filed my account cause I might in fact
Die!
But I rely on science, yeah to bring me back
All right
I’m
Gonna die

Heavy morals seem so light but when it comes to cash I’m gonna die all right
Hey!
I lost the money seems like I can’t comprehend it
Yeah!
Got a hole in my head gotta gotta mend it
Too messed up to sit and settle down
Too messed up to even mess around
Thats why your smiling Mr CEO
I filled my pockets now I might as well
Die!
Cause I found the backdoor out of teenage hell
All right!
Filed my account cause I might in fact
Die!
But I rely on science, yeah to bring me back
All right
I’m
Gonna die
But not right now

Yeah why don’t you do the same?
I got the money now I can’t complain
Except the tics won’t go away oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
And the way I feel tonight is gonna make me die all right
I filled my pockets now I might as well
Die!
Cause I found the backdoor out of teenage hell
All right!
Filed my account cause I might in fact
Die!
But I rely on science, yeah to bring me back
All right
I’m
Gonna die
Heavy morals seem so light but when it comes to cash I’m gonna die all right

Bass

Limelight by Rush (Cover Version)

January 1st, 2008

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Rush (Cover Version)



Moving Pictures



Progressive


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Living on a lighted stage
Approaches the unreal
For those who think and feel
In touch with some reality
Beyond the gilded cage.

Cast in this unlikely role,
Ill-equipped to act,
With insufficient tact,
One must put up barriers
To keep oneself intact.

Living in the Limelight,
The universal dream
For those who wish to seem.
Those who wish to be
Must put aside the alienation,
Get on with the fascination,
The real relation,
The underlying theme.

Living in a fisheye lens,
Caught in the camera eye.
I have no heart to lie,
I can’t pretend a stranger
Is a long-awaited friend.

All the world’s indeed a stage,
And we are merely players,
Performers and portrayers,
Each another’s audience
Outside the gilded cage.

Bass

War Pigs by Black Sabbath

December 4th, 2007

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Black Sabbath (Cover Version)



Paranoid



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
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

I Get By by Honest Bob and the Factory-to-Dealer Incentives

November 20th, 2007

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Honest Bob and the Factory-to-Dealer Incentives



Second and Eighteen



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

If I had you I’d hold you like a guitar
I could slay you with a well-placed F sharp barre
If you don’t want to hear that tune I’ll leave my fingers where they are

And every time I see your face I want to touch it
And I know I’ll never touch it
I get by, I get by

And I can’t tell how hard I tried
I can’t reveal what I can’t hide
I said that I was fine, I lied
But I can stick around and see you smile from the side

I say William Shakespeare had the right idea
Put your passion in a poem she won’t hear
If your heart is whole again you can publish it next year

And every time I see your neck I want to kiss it
And I know I’ll never kiss it
I get by, I get by

And I’ve been in my head too long
To know when what I think is wrong
But I can write another song
And I can stick around and see you as you sing along

I had another set of words to use instead of what I’m singing here
The rhymes were intricate and every line was filled with alliteration and the best poetic tricks
It demonstrated just how clearly I’m the perfect guy for you to hear
But in reality perfection isn’t really what we want so we just throw words at the page
And we call it a masterpiece if any part of it sticks

I’ve been waiting on another bright idea
I’ve been waiting on another bright idea
I’ve been waiting on another bright idea
I’ve been waiting on another bright idea
I’ve been waiting on another bright idea
I’ve been waiting on another bright idea
I’ve been waiting on another bright idea
I’ve been working on a song that you won’t hear
I’ve been working on a song that you won’t hear
I’ve been working on a song for you, dear

And everybody tells me that I’m fine
And everybody tells me not to mind
And everybody says just toe the line
And everybody tells me that the world was made for me to play in but I don’t believe them

Bass