All of the Pop Rock songs for Rock Band

Overview

The Monkees (Cover Version)

The Monkees

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Take the last train to Clarksville
And I’ll meet you at the station
You can be be there by four thirty
‘Cause I made your reservation
Don’t be slow
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no

‘Cause I’m leavin’ in the morning
And I must see you again
We’ll have one more night together
‘Til the morning brings my train
And I must go
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no

And I don’t know if I’m ever coming home

Take the last train to Clarksville
I’ll be waiting at the station
We’ll have time for coffee flavored kisses
And a bit of conversation
Oh
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no

Take the last train to Clarksville
Now I must hang up the phone
I can’t hear you in this noisy
Railroad station all alone
I’m feelin’ low
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no

And I don’t know if I’m ever coming home

Take the last train to Clarksville
Take the last train to Clarksville
Take the last train to Clarksville
Take the last train to Clarksville
Take the last train to Clarksville

Bass

Overview

Pretenders (Cover version)

Pretenders

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Got brass in pocket
Got bottle Im gonna use it
Intention I feel inventive
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Got motion restrained emotion
Been driving detroit leaning
No reason just seems so pleasing
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

(chorus)

Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my imagination

cause I gonna make you see
Theres nobody else here
No one like me
Im special so special
I gotta have some of your attention give it to me

Got rhythm I cant miss a beat
Got new skank its so reet
Got something Im winking at you
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

(chorus)

cause I gonna make you see
Theres nobody else here
No one like me
Im special, so special
I gotta have some of your attention
Give it to me
cause I gonna make you see
Theres nobody else here
No one like me
Im special, so special
I gotta have some of your attention

Give it to me

Bass

Overview

Garbage

Version 2.0

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

You can look, but you can’t touch
I don’t think I like you much
Heaven knows what a girl can do
Heaven knows what you’ve got to prove

I think I’m paranoid
And complicated
I think I’m paranoid
Manipulate it

[Chorus:]
Bend me, break me
Anyway you need me
All I want is you
Bend me, break me
Breaking down is easy
All I want is you

I fall down just to give you a thrill
Prop me up with another pill
If I should fail, if I should fold
I nailed my faith to the sticking pole

I think I’m paranoid
Manipulate it
I think I’m paranoid
And complicated

[Chorus:]
Paranoid
I think I’m paranoid

[Chorus:]
Steal me, deal me, anyway you heal me
Maim me, tame me, you can never change me
Love me, like me, come ahead and fight me
Please me, tease me, go ahead and leave me

Bend me
Break me
Anyway you need me
As long as I want you baby it’s all right

Bend me
Break me
Any way you need me
As long as I want you baby it’s all right.

Bass

Overview

Hole

Celebrity Skin

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Oh, make me over
I’m all i want to be
A walking study
In demonology

Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, so glad you could make it now

Oh, look at my face
My name is might of been
My name is never was
My name’s forgotten

Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, there’s only us left now

When i wake up in my make-up
It’s too early for that dress
Wilted and faded somewhere in Hollywood
I’m glad i came here
With your pound of flesh
No second billing cause you’re a star now
Oh, Cinderella
They aren’t sluts like you
Beautiful garbage, Beautiful dresses
Can you stand up or will you just fall down

You better watch out
On what you wish for
It better be worth it
So much to die for

Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, there’s only us left now

When i wake up in my make-up
Have you ever felt so used up as this?
It’s all so sugarless
Hooker/Waitress/Model/Actress
Oh, just go nameless
Honeysuckle, she’s full of poison
She obliterated everything she kissed
Now she’s fading
Somewhere in Hollywood
I’m glad i came here
With your pound of flesh

You want a part of me
Well I’m not selling cheap
No, I’m not selling cheap

Bass

Overview

The Police

Outlandos d’Amour

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I’ve called you so many times today
And I guess it’s all true what your girl-friends say
That you don’t ever want to see me again
And your brother’s gonna kill me and he’s six feet ten
I guess you’d call it cowardice
But I’m not prepared to go on like this

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing you
I can’t stand losing you
I can’t stand losing you
I can’t stand losing you

I see you sent my letters back
And my L.P. records and they’re all scratched
I can’t see the point in another day
When nobody listens to a word I say
You can call it lack of confidence
But to carry on living doesn’t make no sense

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing
I can’t, I can’t stand losing you
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing

I guess this is our last goodbye
And you don’t care, so I won’t cry
But you’ll be sorry when I’m dead
And all this guilt will be on your head
I guess you’d call it suicide
But I’m too full to swallow my pride
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing
I can’t, I can’t…

Bass

Overview

The Police

Synchronicity

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
We can’t hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There’s only so much more that he can take
Many miles away
Something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake

Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn’t think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like
Cheap tarts in a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is watch
And every single meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away
Something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish loch

Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now looming in his headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away
There’s a shadow on the door
Of a cottage on the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake

Many miles away
Many miles away

Bass

Overview

The Knack (Cover Version)

Meet the Knack

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Ooh my little pretty one, pretty one
When you gonna give me some time, Sharona?
Ooh you make my motor run, my motor run
Gun it comin’ off the line Sharona
Never gonna stop, give it up
Such a dirty mind. Always get it up for the touch
Of the younger kind. My my my I yi woo. M M M my Sharona

Come a little closer huh, ah will ya huh
Close enough to look in my eyes, Sharona
Keeping it a mystery gets to me
Running down the length of my thighs, Sharona
Never gonna stop, give it up. Such a dirty mind
Always get it up for the touch
Of the younger kind. My my my I yi woo
M M M My Sharona, M M M My Sharona

When you gonna give it to me, give it to me
It is just a matter of time Sharona
Is it just destiny, destiny?
Or is it just a game in my mind, Sharona?
Never gonna stop, give it up
Such a dirty mind. Always get it up for the touch
Of the younger kind
My my my I yi woo, my my my I yi woo
M M M My Sharona, M M M My Sharona, M M M My Sharona, M M M My Sharona

Ooooooooooo-oh, my Sharona
Ooooooooooo-oh, my Sharona

Bass

Overview

OK Go

Oh No

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

It could be ten,
but then again,
I can’t remember half an hour since a quarter to four
Throw on your clothes,
the second side of Surfer Rosa,
and you leave me with my jaw on the floor

Just when you think you’re in control
Just when you think you’ve got a hold
Just when you get on a roll

Here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again
Oh, here it goes again
I should have known
Should have known
Should have known again
But here it goes again
Oh, here it goes again

It starts out easy, something simple,
something sleazy, something inching past the edge of the reserve
Now through lines of the cheap venetian blinds your car is pulling off of the curb

Just when you think you’re in control
Just when you think you’ve got a hold
Just when you get on a roll

Here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again
Oh, here it goes again
I should have known, should have known
Should have known again
But here it goes again
Oh, here it goes
Oh, here it goes
Oh, here it goes again
Oh, here it goes again
Oh oh
Oh, here it goes
Yeah, oh here it goes again
Hey hey
Oh, here it goes
All right!
I guess there’s got to be a break in the monotony,
but Jesus, when it rains how it pours
Throw on your clothes, the second side of Surfer Rosa,
and you leave me, yeah, you leave me

Oh, here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again
Oh here it goes again
I should have known, should have known
Should have known again
But here it goes again
Oh, here it goes, here it goes
Oh here it goes again
I should have known, should have known
But here it goes again
Oh here it, Oh here it, Oh here it, Oh here it, Oh here it goes
I should have, I should have, I should have, I should have, I should have known
Oh, here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again
Oh here it goes again
Oh, here it goes again

Bass

Overview

The Police

Outlandos d’Amour

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Roxanne
You don’t have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don’t have to sell your body to the night

Roxanne
You don’t have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don’t care if it’s wrong or if it’s right

Roxanne
You don’t have to put on the red light
Roxanne
You don’t have to put on the red light

Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Ro…

I loved you since I knew you
I wouldn’t talk down to you
I have you to tell just how I feel
I won’t share you with another boy

I know my mind is made up
So put away your make up
Told you once I won’t tell you again
It’s a bad way

Roxanne
You don’t have to put on the red light
Roxanne
You don’t have to put on the red light

Roxanne (You don’t have to put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (You don’t have to put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)
Roxanne (Put on the red light)

Bass