All of the Guitar Tier 2 Rock Band songs

Overview

Blondie

Parallel Lines

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I’m in the phone booth, it’s the one across the hall
If you don’t answer I’ll just ring it off the wall
I know he’s there, but I just had to call

Don’t leave me hanging on the telephone

I heard your mother, now she’s going out the door
Did she go to work, or just go to the store?
All those things she said I told you to ignore
Oh, why can’t we talk again?

Don’t leave me hanging on the telephone

It’s good to hear your voice, you know it’s been so long
If I don’t get your calls, then everything goes wrong
I want to tell you something you’ve known all along

Don’t leave me hanging on the telephone

I had to interrupt and stop this conversation
Your voice across the line gives me a strange sensation
I’d like to talk when I can show you my affection
Oh, I can’t control myself!

Don’t leave me hanging on the telephone

Oh, hang there unrelieved!

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

Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Fever to Tell

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I got a date with the night
putting out my finger
gonna catch the kids dry,
gonna walk on water
buyin out the fight
we’re sweatin in the winter
both thighs squeeze tight
choke choke
don’t tell me to fix her
don’t tell me to fix her
just take a bite
no hangin no picture
blind out my sight
droppin brides at the alter
both thighs squeeze tight
choke choke

I’ll send it to you
I’ll set it off

buyin out the fight
gonna walk on water
gonna catch the kids dry
gonna bend my finger
blind out my sight
we’re sweatin in the winter
both thighs squeeze tight,
both thighs squeeze tight

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

Overview

Judas Priest

Screaming for Vengeance

Metal

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I wanna tell ya, hey I think you oughta know
The way you’re treating me, I feel I’ll have ta go
I’ve heard the rumours and it seems they’re comin’ true
You do what suits ya, but then that’s nothin’ new

Do what you wanna do
Oh what you put me through
How I suffer for your love
Say what you wanna say
You know that you’re gonna pay
For all the times that I’ve cried

You give me pain, but you bring me pleasure
Get out of my life
You bring me pain, but you give me pleasure
Don’t know what I like

You’ve got me tied up, dog upon a leash
Instead of messin’ round, practice what you preach
Your days are numbered, my day’s arrived
The way I see it, we’re dead or we’re alive

You give me pain, but you bring me pleasure
Get out of my life
You bring me pain, but you give me pleasure
Don’t know what I like

Bass

Overview

Judas Priest

Screaming For Vengeance

Metal

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Hypnotize me
Mesmerize me
Feel my willpower slip
Light my fire
With cold desire
Losing all my grip

Eat my diamonds
Drinking all my gin
Feast your eyes on
A whole lotta sin

Oh no you’re so damned wicked
You got me by the throat
Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me
You never let me go
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child

Took my dreams
And now it’s seems you’re nothing but a liar
Smash and grab at all I had
Build my funeral pyre
Stop pretendin’
Got me growin’ old
Your tormentin’s
Fit to snap my soul

Oh no you’re so damned wicked
You got me by the throat
Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me
You never let me go
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child

You took my heart
And left it blown to smithereens
I gave my body as a slave
You cut my flesh
And drank my blood that poured in streams
I’m left here broken and ashamed

Goin’ under
Hear the thunder
Death defying grace
Your condition breeds ammuntion
Shoots me in the face
Vicious talkin’
Stabs me like a knife
Scratched and bruised, so abused
I’m a human sacrifice

Oh no you’re so damned wicked
You got me by the throat
Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me
You never let me go
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child
I believe you’re the devil
I believe you’re the devil’s child

Bass

Overview

The Police

Regatta de Blanc

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Just a castaway, an island lost at sea, oh
Another lonely day, with no one here but me, oh
More loneliness than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair, oh

I’ll send an S.O.S. to the world
I’ll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah

A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life or
Love can break your heart

I’ll send an S.O.S. to the world
I’ll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah

Walked out this morning, don’t believe what I saw
Hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore
Seems I’m not alone at being alone
Hundred billion castaways, looking for a home

I’ll send an S.O.S. to the world
I’ll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah

I’m sending out an S.O.S.
I’m sending out an S.O.S.
I’m sending out an S.O.S.
I’m sending out an S.O.S.

Bass

Overview

Freezepop

Hi-Five My Remix

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

To
Our crazy fans
We wrote this song
Especially you

It’s for everything you do
You are the best
Now get undressed

You are the cutest fans by far
You took a risk
And bought our disc

You play it loudly in your car
You tell your friends
About our band
We’re in demand
This is what you are…

S-U-P-E-R
S-U-P-E-R
S-U-P-E-R
S-U-P-E-R

When
We play a show
It’s good to know
You are in the crowd

We hear you scream so loud
You like to dance
And take a chance
So throw your undies on the stage
No wait
You’re underage

You send us email every day
Shop at Target
You made your freq
So uber-chic
You know what you are…

S-U-P-E-R
S-U-P-E-R
S-U-P-E-R
S-U-P-E-R

You’re super-sprøde
(That is what you are)
So super-sprøde
(The cutest fans by far)
You’re super-sprøde
(That is what you are)
So super-sprøde
(The cutest fans by far)

To
Our future fans
In far off lands

Do you want to join our club
We’re on the road
It’s super-sprøde

We’ll just ask for one thing more
Come see our tour
You will agree
To sing along with me…

S-U-P-E-R
S-U-P-E-R

You’re super-sprøde
(That is what you are)
So super-sprøde
(The cutest fans by far)
You’re super-sprøde
(That is what you are)
So super-sprøde
(The cutest fans by far)
You’re super-sprøde
(That is what you are)
So super-sprøde
(The cutest fans by far)

Bass

Overview

Count Zero

Shake

Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Come on shake
Shake
Shake
Shake
Shake

I thought I had you read
On the prowl for men
Who look money

You’ll find one delight his eye
He’d bite you’d pull the reel in

He’d buy a round of drinks
All your friends would blink
In envy

Instead you headed straight for me
Dragged me gracefully to the floor
And said let’s see you
Shake

Shake
Shake
Shake

Look I’d believe this if you came here more on your own accord
Not just to win a bet with yourself or a ring
Not just to seize the tension
Or be adored

See, at nineteen to be a wiser boy
I hid beneath the radar’s range
I met sisters who with hearts destroyed
Made all men look like junked John Waynes
Since no cries of ecstasy convinced me
I’ve no idea what it’s gonna take
To change this mindset I’ve had ever since and can’t seem to
Shake

Come on shake

Shake
Shake
Shake
Shake

And you replied, hell let’s both unzip our souls
And run through fields with the goathoofed gods
And swim all starlit in lonesome lakes
And I said right how long you think the ride there’s gonna
Take? (come on shake)

Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do do do do

Shake up
Shake down
Shake up
Shake down
Shake

Bass

Overview

GLaDOS and Jonathan Coulton

Portal

Pop Rock

DIFFICULTY
BAND
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

This was a triumph
I’m making a note here
“Huge success”

It’s hard to overstate
My satisfaction

Aperture Science
We do what we must
Because we can

For the good of all of us
Except the ones who are dead

But there’s no sense crying over every mistake
You just keep on trying ’til you run out of cake
And the science gets done
And you make a neat gun
For the people who are still alive

I’m not even angry
I’m being so sincere
Right now

Even though you broke my heart
And killed me

And tore me to pieces
And threw every piece into
A fire

As they burned it hurt because
I was so happy for you

Now these points of data make a beautiful line
And we’re out of beta we’re releasing on time
And I’m glad I got burned
Think of all the things we learned
For the people who are still alive

Go ahead and leave me
I think I’d prefer
To stay inside

Maybe you’ll find someone else
To help you

Maybe Black Mesa
That was a joke
Ha ha, fat chance

Anyway, this cake is great
It’s so delicious and moist

Look at me still talking when there’s science to do
When I look up there it makes me glad I’m not you
I’ve experiments to run
There is research to be done
On the people who are still alive

And believe me, I am still alive
I’m doing science and I’m still alive
I feel fantastic and I’m still alive
While you’re dying, I’ll be still alive
And when you’re dead, I’ll be still alive
Still alive
Still alive

Bass