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Wasted Again by Turbonegro

February 19th, 2009

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Turbonegro



Party Animals



Punk


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

1, 2, 3, 4!

I’ve got a brand new bag
The old one was such a drag
I’m going to the void
I’m gonna get destroyed

Sweeping floors working nine to five
Working for the weekend just to stay alive
Streets are dead but I’m totally wired
(backing: It’s 4 am) and my soul is on fire!

And I’m wasted again
Tanked up on the juice and gin
Wasted again
All right!

We’re going to the disco
We’re going to he bar
We’re going in the snowplough
We’re gonna take it far

Sweeping floors working nine to five
Working for the weekend just to stay alive
Streets are dead but I’m totally wired
(backing: Dude it’s 4 am) and my soul is on fire!

And I’m wasted again
Tanked up on the juice and gin
Wasted again
All right!

You know I’m wasted again
I’ll never ever feel this good again
Wasted again
Fuck yeah!

So won’t you meet me in the twilight zone
‘Cause I’m the boy that nobody owns and
My body is a temple
My body is a temple
My body is a temple
And tonight I’ll tear it down!

Wasted again
Tanked up on the juice and gin
Wasted again
All right!

You know I’m wasted again
I’ll never ever feel this good again
Wasted again
Fuck yeah!

I’m the boy that nobody owns
I’m the boy that nobody owns
I’m the boy that nobody owns
And I’m wasted!

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Black Sunshine by White Zombie

February 19th, 2009

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White Zombie



La Sexorcisto: Devil Music, Vol. 1



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Gripping the wheel, his knuckles wet white with desire
The wheels of his Mustang exploding on the highway
Like a slug from a .45
True death: 400 horsepower of maximum performance piercing the night
This is black sunshine

Yeah! Move me in the silence
Baltic motorway
Hang me on the edge before I fall away
Apocalypse is dawnin’ action on the mile
A “can-do” revolution
Earth to the river Nile

Sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Yeah, sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Yeah!

Cry a river cosmic
Moon in Scorpio, feel her body breathe
Acid radio
Tell me that you like it
When I’m going down!
Tell me that you like it
Move to the speed of sound

Sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Yeah, sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Yeah! Go!

Slide into
I said “44″ cool heart can
A hypnotize dream into infinity
I turned the love to lies

Crawl across the water
Wave and sink into the sea

Reflecting onto everything
That you can never be

“Check-out” Yeah!
To the devil a daughter comes 2000 worlds away
Yeah, born to lose the love you choose
Destroy another day
Check out!

Sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Yeah, sweeten the ride
Black sunshine
Sweeten the ride
Stare into the T.V.
Kiss off the pain
Wonderland is falling
No sing – no rain

Momentary damage into the high drift me to the circuit sky
Finally nothing moves
High noon – Blacktop rolling below the asphalt drive
A concrete fascination scraping the edge of nothing
This is black sunshine

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Creepin’ Up the Backstairs by The Fratellis

February 12th, 2009

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The Fratellis



Costello Music



Alternative


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

She said “I’m Rosie”
I said “I thought you were Lucy”
She said “No Rosie, I told you so”
Was here with your sister
But she’s going out the back
I wanna dance and have fun y’know
Of all the shitty little places I meet you it’s here
And I’m freaking out
I heard you got a brand new name
Selling E’s in the dark
But hey it’s nothing to shout about

Don’t just say yes to tease me
Do your up most to please me
I don’t mean to be sleazy
Being you can’t be easy

When you’re creepin’ up the backstairs
Mother’s nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in the window
Get dressed, let’s go
Take your brother’s car keys
Bye bye

Well I see your yellow fingers
And your crucifix bones
All covered in cellophane
Was there when your best friend said
“Sweetheart, I’m just here to get drunk again”
I wouldn’t move if I was you
I wouldn’t wanna caught when the lights go out
She said “You think you’re so special”
I said “Sunshine I’m just just bored I’m just checkin’ out”

Don’t just say yes to tease me
Do your up most to please me
I don’t mean to be sleazy
Being you can’t be easy

When you’re creepin’ up the backstairs
Mother’s nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in your window
Get dressed, let’s go
Take your brother’s car keys
Bye bye

Don’t just say yes to tease me
Do your up most to please me
I don’t mean to be sleazy
Being you can’t be easy

When you’re creepin’ up the backstairs
Mother’s nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in the window
Get dressed let’s go
Take your brother’s car keys
Bye bye
When you’re creepin’ up the backstairs
Mother’s nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in the window
Get dressed let’s go
Take your brother’s car keys
Bye bye

Bass

Flathead by The Fratellis

February 12th, 2009

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The Fratellis



Costello Music



Alternative


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Well just because she feeds me well
And she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel
Doesn’t mean she’s got eyes for me
She might just want my bones you see

Hey, flathead, don’t you get mean
She’s the second best killer that I ever have seen
They don’t come much more sick than you
I could go on if you want me to

It’s just so wrong, so very nice
I told you once and you killed me twice
I saw you one time at the back of the club
Chewing on glass and a ticket stub

I heard they kicked the boy till he bled
Then stood and said, “Oh, my god”
’till she said,
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da

Everybody knows you’re the one to call
When the girls get ugly at the back of the wall
Josephine says you got a bleedin’ nose
So taking it with her wherever she goes

Hey, flathead, don’t check me in
Well, hers is a tonic and mine is a gin
They don’t come much more slick than you
I’d drive your car if you asked me to

Said the boy’s not right in the head
And he stood and got a kickin’ instead
’till she said,
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da

Do-do-dododo

She said, “The boy’s not right in the head”
And he stood and said, “Oh, my god”
’till she said,

Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da
Bada ba bada da da da

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Precious by Pretenders

February 5th, 2009

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Pretenders



Pretenders



Punk


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I like the way you cross the street
‘Cause I’m precious.
Moving through the Cleveland heat,
How precious.
You’re taking nights and all the kicks:
You’re so precious.
But you know I ain’t shittin’ bricks,
’cause I’m precious.

He’s picked at fifth and Euclid Avenue:
Was real precious.
Hotel, still and comin’ into view.
How precious.
Pity that you bruised my hip,
’cause I’m precious.
You shouldn’t let your manners slip:
You’re too precious.

Make me wanna -
Make me wanna -
Maybe make it.
We were bound, bound, bound, bound to show it.
We want to do it, do it, do it, do it on the pavement.
Maybe, maybe I’m going to have a baby.
We want to do it – do it all night.

I was feeling kind of ethereal.
‘Cause I’m precious.
I got my eye on your imperial.
You’re so precious.
Now, Howard the Duck and Mister Strausbow Straid:
Precious.
Trapped in a world that they never made.
But not me, baby – I’m too precious.

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Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benetar

February 5th, 2009

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Pat Benetar



Crimes of Passion



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

You’re a real tough cookie
With a long history
Of breaking little hearts like the one in me
That’s okay, lets see how you do it
Put up your dukes, let’s get down to it

CHORUS
Hit me with your best shot
Why don’t you hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away

You come on with the come on
You don’t fight fair
That’s okay, see if I care!
Knock me down, it’s all in vain
I get right back up on my feet again!

CHORUS

(Musical Intrelude)

You’re a real tough cookie with a long history
Of breaking little hearts like the one in me
Before I put another notch in my lipstick case
You better make sure you put me in my place!

Hit me with your best shot…
C’mon!
Hit me with your best shot…
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away!

CHORUS

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Break My Heart by Nikko

February 5th, 2009

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Nikko



Spectacular! Music from the Nickelodeon Original Movie



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Oh Yea
So your the girl
I heard the rumor

You got the buzz
Wrapped around my finger
Such a sweet heart breaker

Your the game I want
To be the player

Oh you can do whatever you want
It’s alright with me
Why don’t you break my heart
Make it hurt so badly
Come on give it you best
Nothing less

I insist I want it just like that
Why don’t you break my heat
Sounds good to me

Do it over again again again
Your just what I need
Why don’t you break my heart

Stare me down intimidate me
Baby please you’ll never break me
Bring it on cause I can take

Your so cool the way you play it
You can do whatever you like
It’s alright with me
Why don’t you break my heart
Make it hurt so badly
Come on give it you best
Nothing Less

I insist I want it just like that
Why don’t you break my heart
Sounds good to me

Do it over again again again
Your just what I need

Why don’t you break my
Why don’t you break my
Why don’t you break my
Heart?

Bass

Don’t Ease Me In by Grateful Dead

January 29th, 2009

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Grateful Dead



Go To Heaven



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Don’t ease, don’t ease, don’t ease me in
I’ve been all night long commin’ home, don’t ease me in

I was standing on the corner, talking to Miss B
When I turned around sweet mama, she was way across town
So I’m walkin’ down the street with a dollar in my hand
I’ve been lookin’ for a woman sweet mama, ain’t got no man

The girl I love, she’s sweet and true
You the dress she wears, sweet mama, it’s pink and blue
She brings me coffee, she brings me tea
She brings me ’bout every damm thing but the jailhouse keys

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Hell in a Bucket by Grateful Dead

January 29th, 2009

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Grateful Dead



In The Dark



Classic Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Well I was drinkin’ last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, “Pal get to know her, you’ll like her
Seemed like the least I could do.
Cause when he’s chargin’ his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls
You will think I am dressed up quite proper
Never mind how I stumble and fall.

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I’m enjoying the ride, at least I’ll enjoy the ride.

Cause you’re a sweet little softcore pretender
Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets
With her black leather and gold spike suspenders
And your chain, your black whip and pets.

Well we know you’re the reincarnation
Of the infamous Catherine the Great
And we know how you love the ovation
And the scene that it seems to create.

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I’m enjoying the ride, at least I’ll enjoy the ride.

You analyze me, tend to despise me
You laugh when I stumble and fall
There may come a say when I’ll dance on your grave
Unable to dance I’ll still crawl across it
Unable to dance I’ll still crawl
Unable to dance I’ll still crawl
Unable to dance I’ll crawl.

You must really consider the circus
It just might be your kind of zoo
I can’t think of a place that’s more perfect
For a person as perfect as you.

And it’s not like I’m leaving you lonely
Cause I wouldn’t know where to begin
Well I know you wake up here only
When the snakes come marching in.

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I’m enjoying the ride, at least I’ll enjoy the ride.
Ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride
At least I’ll enjoy the ride.
At least I’ll enjoy the ride.
At least I’ll enjoy the ride.

Bass

Wind Me Up by Ghost Hounds

January 22nd, 2009

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Ghost Hounds



Ghost Hounds



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Wow!

It’s like I’m at some church
The day that was the birth
Of Hammond Edash three

I’m at a speechless first
And I can’t tell what’s worse
My silence or the unseen

I dug the whole world to conceive
That wherever I would go
There were stones at me

Come on and wind your love around
Around me
Wind your love around
Around me
High time you wind me up

Then at that corner spot
Where I had never dropped
Enter you, pussy cat

And my perception changed
Split second rearrange
Well it’s more than just that

I sang the whole world should believe
When the feeling was unknown to me
Stones at me

Come on and wind your love around
Around me
Wind your love around
Around me
High time you wind me up
High time you wind me up
High time you wind me up
High time, hey

Come on and wind your love around
Around me
Come on and wind your love around
Around me

Come on, wind your love around
Around me
Wind your love around
Around me
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Wind your love around
Around me, me hey
Wind your love around me
Around me
High time you wind me up

Don’t take your time with me
I’ll travel at your speed
We’ll nail it to the marquee
Love, love, love

Bass