All of the Guitar Tier 2 Rock Band songs

GUITAR

See You by Foo Fighters

November 13th, 2008

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Foo Fighters



The Colour and the Shape



Alternative


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

These notes are marked “return to sender”
I’ll save this letter for myself
I wish you only knew

CHORUS
How good it is to see you
See you, see you
Ooooo

These steps I take don’t get me anywhere
I’m getting further from myself
One thing is always true

CHORUS

I’m done resenting you
You represented me so well
And this I promise you
How could I end up in the hands of someone else

These notes are marked “return to sender”
I’ll save this letter for myself
I wish you only knew

CHORUS

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Ladybug by Presidents of the United States of America

November 6th, 2008

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Presidents of the United States of America



These Are The Good Times People



Pop Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Ladybug ladybug
Poke your head out of the rug
And you come see me and bring your jug
Cause when you come see me
That’s when you get your good love

Down below the fuzzy lawn
There’s some romance going on
You been steppin ’round with a beetle named John
I can tell cause you got your little long dress on
Boil weevil livin’ in the flour
Cold tuxedo in the shower
Gonna cross the room in about an hour

Maggot do a dance on the meat when the meat go sour
Maggot do a dance on the meat when the meat go sour

C’mon

Centipede centipede
Hit the disco half past three
Gonna crack that spine party in a pine tree
The DJs grooving And you’re moving to a broken beat
Dragonfly dragonfly
Stuck at the truck stop you can’t fly
You got mud on your wing clouds in the sky
You’re pretty and lucky that we did happen by
Troglodyte troglodyte
Didn’t make it to the party on a saturday night
Well we waited up late and we left on the light

We’re hopin’ that you won’t keep mopin’ but we think you might
Yea were hopin’ that you won’t keep mopin’ but we think you might

Ladybug ladybug
Poke your head out of the rug
And you come see me and bring your jug
Cause when you come see me
That’s when you get your good love

When you come see me
That’s when you get your good love
When you come see me
That’s when you get your good love
When you come see me
That’s when you get your good love
When you come see me
That’s when you get your good love
When you come see me
That’s when you get your good love

Yea!
Good love
You are my ladybug now

Good love
You are my ladybug now

Good love
You are my ladybug now

Good love

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Feather Pluckn by Presidents of the United States of America

November 6th, 2008

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Presidents of the United States of America



The Presidents of the United States of America



Pop Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

A billions of birdies squawkin’ out loud
Talkin’ in code to clams in the clouds
They send a secret message, they send it by worm
Some vibratin’ spiders will receive the word

But that’s totally
Feather-pluckin’
Insane
Ten million monkeys all pick up guitars
Nobody taught them how
Five thousand fishies rockin’ really, really, really hard
Nobody taught them how
Check-out chicken drivin’ (vinny’s) little blue car
Nobody taught them how

Flies like to fly, cause they don’t like to stay
They’re buzzin’ in the ears of a chicken all day
Chicken understand and they pick out the code
Send a sub-sonic signal through the snot in the middle
Of an elephant’s long wet cold grey nose

But that’s totally
Feather-pluckin’
Insane
Ten million monkeys all pick up guitars
Nobody taught them how
Five thousand froggies rockin’ really, really, really hard
Nobody taught them how
Check-out chicken drivin’ (vinny’s) little blue car
Nobody taught them how

Oh yeah, Oh yeah

Everybody’s supernova

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The Killing Jar by Siouxsie and the Banshees

October 30th, 2008

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Siouxsie and the Banshees



Peepshow



Pop Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Down where this ugly man
Seeks his sustenance
Down in the blue, midnight flare
A glass hand cuts through the water
Scything into his twisted roots
Then from his eyes
Spring fireflies
Breathing life
Into a roaring disguise

Needles and sins, sins and needles
He’s gasping for air
In the wishing well
Dust to rust, ashes on gashes
Hand around the killing jar

A soft hoodwink of shadows
The size of make-believe
Punching through his spike of rage
A glass hand cuts through the water
Snuffing out the magic fury
Then from inside
Bolt lightning cries
Swiftly crushed
The final, muffled sighs

Needles & Sins, Sins & Needles
He’s gasping for air
In the wishing well

Dust to rust, ashes on gashes
Hand around the killing jar
Hand around the killing jar

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Melatonin by Silversun Pickups

October 30th, 2008

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Silversun Pickups



Carnavas



Indie Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

She ran into the wall
So sweet and unknown
A worn comatose

After six milograms
We’re talking again
Who would know
Sweet and so low
Who would know

My brain doesn’t produce any
I’m soaring without anything

She said I’m taking my time
And now we’ll move on with everyone
I’ll see my friend soon again

My brain doesn’t produce any
I’m soaring without anything

We said aloud
That we can’t pull out

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Stay Away by Nirvana

October 23rd, 2008

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Nirvana



Nevermind



Grunge


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Monkey see, monkey do
I don’t know why
Rather be dead than cool
I don’t know why
Every line ends in rhyme
I don’t know why
Less is more, love is blind
I don’t know why

Stay
Stay away (x3)

Give an inch, take a smile
I don’t know why
Fashion shits, fashion style
I don’t know why
Throw it out and keep it in
I don’t know why
Have to have poison skin
I don’t know why

Stay
Stay away (x3)

I don’t know why
I don’t know why

Stay
Stay away (x3)

Monkey see, monkey do
I don’t know why
Rather be dead than cool
I don’t know why
Every line ends in rhyme
I don’t know why
Less is more, love is blind
I don’t know why

Stay
Stay away (x3)

I don’t know why
I don’t know why

Stay
Stay away (x3)

Stay away (x5)

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She Goes Down by Mötley Crüe

October 16th, 2008

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Mötley Crüe



Dr. Feelgood



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Little Miss Muffet
Sweet girl’s school stuff and
A country smile and charm
Out in the back
Of my ’58 Chevy
She said she’d do me no harm

You know she makes me feel good
Just like a bad girl should

She goes down
She goes down
She goes down
Down, down, down

Sassy little lassie
Walking right past me
Down in Tennessee
Always a lady
I love Southern ladies
They just know how to please

It’s like connecting the dots
Start at the bottom, lick it to the top She goes down
She goes down
She goes down
Down, down, down

All of the day
All of the night
Lick those lips
Do you up right
Up and down
Round and round
Round the world
Scream it out

You know she makes me feel good
C’ya out in Hollywood

Flat on my back she goes down
For backstage pass, she goes down
With all of my friends, she goes down
She gives heart attack, she goes…

She goes down
She goes down
She goes down

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Same Ol’ Situation (S.O.S.) by Mötley Crüe

October 16th, 2008

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Mötley Crüe



Dr. Feelgood



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

She’s got an alligator bag
Top hat to match
Dressed in black on black
She’s got a Philipino girlie
She claims is her friend
I tell you boys, you just gotta laugh
Now I used to call her Cindy
She changed her name to “Sin”
I guess that’s the name of her game
I really used to love her
But then she discovered
It’s got to be a sexual thing

All, all around the world
Girls will be girls
It’s the same ol’, same ol’ situation
It’s the same ol’, same ol’ ball and chain
I say no no no
Come on, no check this out

ntroduced me to her lover
In a cellophane dress
Then they bid me a sweet fairwell
Last time I saw them
They were kissing so softly
To the sound of wedding bells

Well around the world
Girls will be girls
It’s the same ol’, same ol’ situation
It’s the same ol’, same ol’ ball and chain
Don’t you know girl, it’s the same ol’, same ol’ situation
Everyday it’s the same ol’, same ol’ ball and chain
I say no no no
No no no
Alright, boy! .. Come on now!

It’s the same ol’, same ol’ situation
It’s the same ol’, same ol’ ball and chain
Girl, it’s the same ol’, same ol’ situation
It’s the same ol’, same ol’ ball and chain
You know it’s just got to say
All around the world
Girls will be girls

It’s the same ol’, same ol’ situation
It’s the same ol’, same ol’ ball and chain
I tell you girl, it’s the same ol’, same ol’ situation
It’s the same ol’, same ol’ ball and chain
Yeah yeah no no
Yeah yeah no no
No no Yeaahh Yeahhhh…

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Time For Change by Mötley Crüe

October 16th, 2008

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Mötley Crüe



Dr. Feelgood



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I heard some kids telling me
How they’ve lost all the faith in the way
They’ve been talking world peace
And the wars in the streets

The lines on their faces so deep
A revolution, or reach out
And touch the day
Were overdue, child

Change
Now it’s time for change
Nothing stays the same
Now it’s time for change

I feel the the future in the hands
Of our youth will be safe
No more lies
Old, tired fools tell our future
With tarot cards, and lie of crime

The lines on their faces so deep
A revolution, or reach out
And touch the day
We’re overdue, child

Change
Now it’s time for change
Nothing stays the same
Now it’s time for change

I’ll change
I’ll change
Not tomorrow but today

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Pretty Fly (For a White Guy) by The Offspring

October 9th, 2008

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The Offspring



Americana



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy

Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco seises

You know it’s kinda hard just to get along today
Our subject isn’t cool, but he fakes it anyway
He may not have a clue, and he may not have style
But everything he lacks, well he makes up in denial

So don’t debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way

So if you don’t rate, just overcompensate
At least you’ll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!

Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy

He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice
But they didn’t have Ice Cube so he bought Vanilla Ice
Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass
But if he looks twice, they’re gonna kick his lily ass!

So don’t debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way

So if you don’t rate, just overcompensate
At least you’ll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world loves wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!

Now he’s getting a tattoo yeah, he’s getting ink done
He asked for a 13, but they drew a 31
Friends say he’s trying too hard and he’s not quite hip
But in his own mind he’s the, he’s the dopest trip

Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco seises

So don’t debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way

So if you don’t rate, just overcompensate
At least you’ll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes
The world loves wannabes
Let’s get some more wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!

Bass