All of the Guitar Tier 2 Rock Band songs

GUITAR

When You Were Young by The Killers

November 20th, 2007

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The Killers



Sam’s Town



Alternative


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now
Here he comes

He doesnt look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined
When you were young

Can we climb this mountain
I dont know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let’s take it easy
Easy now
Watch it go

We’re burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane
That started turning
When you were young
When you were young

And sometimes you close your eyes
And see the place where you used to live
When you were young

They say the devil’s water
It ain’t so sweet
You dont have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now
Here he comes

He doesnt look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined
When you were young
(talks like a gentleman)
(like you imagined)
When you were young

I said he doesnt look a thing like Jesus
He doesnt look a thing like Jesus
But more than you’ll ever know

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Electric Version by The New Pornographers

November 20th, 2007

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The New Pornographers



Electric Version



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

The sound of God is the screech of tires
Lights and magnets, bolts and wires
Strayed from the road, this very one
Still to come

The sound of tires is the sound of God
The electric version
The power and blood will pulse through your song
Just as long as it
Sounds lost
Sounds lost
Sounds lost

Streaming out of the magnets

Strung together like Christmas lights
Twelve whole seconds of history might
Lead you from where you went off the track
Welcome back

Our electric version calls
You alone create the full
Spectrum of light, so what could go wrong
Just as long as it
Sounds lost
Sounds lost
Sounds lost

Streaming out of the magnets

The card you’re dealt by the crowd goes wild
Make believe you are an only child
Here are the clothes, please put them on
Still to come

A new parade of faith and sparks
The electric version harks
Back to the day when there was no wrong
Just as long as it
Sounds lost
Sounds lost
Sounds lost

Streaming out of the magnets

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Juke Box Hero by Foreigner

November 20th, 2007

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Foreigner (Cover Version)



4



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Standing in the rain, with his head hung low
Couldn’t get a ticket, it was a sold out show
Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
Put his ear to the wall, then like a distant scream

He heard one guitar, just blew him away
Saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day

Bought a beat up six string in a secondhand store
Didn’t know how to play it, but he knew for sure

That one guitar, felt good in his hands
Didn’t take long, to understand
Just one guitar, slung way down low
Was a one way ticket, only one way to go
So he started rockin’ ain’t never gonna stop
Gotta keep on rockin’
Someday gonna make it to the top

And be a JUKE BOX HERO got stars in his eyes
He’s a JUKE BOX HERO
He took one guitar JUKE BOX HERO
Stars in his eyes
JUKE BOX HERO he’ll come alive tonight

In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour
Thought he passed his own shadow, by the backstage door
Like a trip through the past, to that day in the rain
And that one guitar made his whole life change

Now he needs to keep rockin’ he just can’t stop
Gotta keep on rockin’ that boy has got to stay on top

And be a JUKE BOX HERO got stars in his eyes
He’s a JUKE BOX HERO got stars in his eyes
Yeah JUKE BOX HERO stars in his eyes

WITH THAT ONE GUITAR he’ll come alive
Come alive tonight

Yeah, He’s gotta keep a rockin’
He just can’t stop
Gotta keep on Rockin’
That Boy has got to be on top

And be a JUKE BOX HERO got stars in his eyes
He’s a JUKE BOX HERO got stars in his eyes
With just one guitar
JUKE BOX HERO with stars in his eyes

C’mon he’s just a JUKE BOX HERO
JUKE BOX HERO
JUKE BOX HERO He’s got stars in his eyes
Stars in his eyes

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Blood Doll by Anarchy Club

November 20th, 2007

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Anarchy Club



A Single Drop of Red



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

All that glitters is not sold
The true story never told
Naught but emptiness to hold
Gives no shelter from the cold

Come on take my hand and follow
Open virgin eyes to see
Promise of a dark tomorrow
Staring down eternity

Taken warmly under wing
Accept the gift that darkness brings
Dead of night and sanguine sting
For all of this and everything

Come on take my hand and follow
Open virgin eyes to see
Promise of a dark tomorrow
Staring down eternity
Come on take my hand and follow
Open virgin eyes to see
Promise of a dark tomorrow
Staring down eternity

Blood runs cold on stolen souls
When all has been revealed
No turning back the fade to black
Because your fate is sealed

Come on take my hand and follow
Open virgin eyes to see
Promise of a dark tomorrow
Staring down eternity
Come on take my hand and follow
Open virgin eyes to see
Promise of a dark tomorrow
Staring down eternity

We can’t stop the world from turning
We don’t hear a word they say
We can’t stop the sun from burning
Forever and a day

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Synchronicty II by The Police

November 20th, 2007

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The Police



Synchronicity



Pop Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
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

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Detroit Rock City by Kiss

November 20th, 2007

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Kiss



Destroyer



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o’ clock, the radio’s the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to

Get up
Everybody’s gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody’s gonna leave their seat
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City

Get up
Everybody’s gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody’s gonna leave their seat

Getting late
I just can’t wait
Ten o’clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start the car, and I try to make the midnight show

Get up
Everybody’s gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody’s gonna leave their seat

Movin’ fast, doin’ 95
Hit top speed but I’m still movin’ much too slow
I feel so good, I’m so alive
I hear my song playin’ on the radio
It goes

Get up
Everybody’s gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody’s gonna leave their seat

Twelve o’clock, I gotta rock
There’s a truck ahead, lights starin’ at my eyes
Oh my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh ’cause I know I’m gonna die
Why

Get up
Everybody’s gonna move their feet
Get up
Everybody’s gonna leave their seat

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Go With The Flow by Queens of the Stone Age

November 20th, 2007

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Queens of the Stone Age



Songs for the Deaf



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

She said “I’ll throw myself away
They’re just photos after all”
I can’t make you hang around
I can’t wash you off my skin
Outside the frame, is what we’re leaving out
You won’t remember anyway
I can go with the flow
Don’t say it doesn’t matter (with the flow) matter anymore
I can go with the flow (I can go)
Do you believe it in your head?
It’s so safe to play along
Little soldiers in a row
Falling in and out of love
Something sweet to throw away
I want something good to die for
To make it beautiful to live
I want a new mistake, loses more than hesitates
Do you believe it in your head?
I can go with the flow
Don’t say it doesn’t matter (with the flow) matter anymore
I can go with the flow (I can go)
Do you believe it in your head? X3

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Creep by Radiohead

November 20th, 2007

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Radiohead



Creep



Alternative


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

When you were here before
Couldn’t look you in the eye
You’re just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful whirl
I wish I was special
You’re so fuckin’ special

But I’m a creep
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here

I don’t care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I’m not around
You’re so fuckin’ special
I wish I was special

But I’m a creep
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here

She’s running out the door
She’s running out
She run run run run…
Run…

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You’re so fuckin’ special
I wish I was special
But I’m a creep
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here
I don’t belong here

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Learn to Fly by Foo Fighters

November 20th, 2007

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Foo Fighters



There Is Nothing Left to Lose



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil to help me get things right
Hook me up a new revolution
Cause this one is a lie
We sat around laughing and watched the last one die
I’m looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I’m looking for complication
Looking cause I’m tired of lying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly high
I think I’m done nursing the patience
It can wait one night
I’d give it all away if you give me one last try
We’ll live happily ever trapped if you just save my life
Run and tell the angels that everything’s alright.
I’m looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I’m looking for a complication
Looking cause I’m tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly high
Make my way back home when I learn to…
Fly along with me, I can’t quite make it alone
Try and make this life my own…
Fly along with me I cant quite make it alone
Try to make this life my own
I’m looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I’m looking for a complication
Looking cause I’m tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly high
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to, learn to, learn to…

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Fortunate Son by Creedence Clearwater Revival (Cover Version)

November 20th, 2007

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Creedence Clearwater Revival (Cover Version)



Willy and the Poor Boys



Southern Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they’re red, white and blue
And when the band plays “Hail To The Chief”
Oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord

It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no senator’s son
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don’t they help themselves? oh
But when the taxman come to the door
Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes

It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no millionaire’s son, no, no
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no

Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask them, how much should we give
Oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh

It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no military son, SON, NO
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, NO NO

It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no no no
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate son, son son son

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