All of the songs from Rock Band 2

Cool for Cats by Squeeze

September 14th, 2008

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Squeeze



Cool for Cats



New Wave


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

The Indians send signals
From the rocks above the pass
The cowboys take positions
In the bushes and the grass
The squaw is with the corporal
She is tied against the tree
She doesn’t mind the language
It’s the beating she don’t need

She lets loose all the horses
When the corporal is asleep
And he wakes to find the fires dead
And arrows in his hats
And Davy Crockett rides around
And says it’s cool for cats
It’s cool for cats

The sweeney’s doing ninety
‘Cause they’ve got the word to go
They get a gang of villains
In a shed up at heathrow
They’re counting out the fivers
When the handcuffs lock again
In and out of wandsworth
With the numbers on their names
It’s funny how their missus
Always look the bleeding same
And meanwhile at the station
There’s a couple of likely lads
Who swear like how’s your father
And they’re very cool for cats
They’re cool for cats

To change the mood a little
I’ve been posing down the pub
On seeing my reflection
I’m looking slightly rough
I fancy this, I fancy that
I wanna be so flash
I give a little muscle
And I spend a little cash
But all I get is bitter
And a nasty little rash
And by the time I’m sober
I’ve forgotten what I’ve had
And everybody tells me
That it’s cool to be a cat
Cool for cats

Shake up at the disco
And I think I’ve got a pull
I ask her lots of questions
And she hangs on to the wall
I kiss her for the first time
And then I take her home
I’m invited in for coffee
And I give the dog a bone
She likes to go to discos
But she’s never on her own
I said I’ll see you later
And I give her some old chat
But it’s not like that on the tv
When it’s cool for cats
It’s cool for cats

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Float On by Modest Mouse

September 14th, 2008

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Modest Mouse



Good News for People Who Love Bad News



Indie Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I backed my car into a cop car the other day
Well he just drove off sometimes life’s ok
I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh what did I say?
Well you just laughed it off it was all ok

And we’ll all float on, ok
And we’ll all float on, ok
And we’ll all float on, ok
And we’ll all float on any way well

A fake Jamaican took every last dime with a scam
It was worth it just to learn some sleight-of-hand
Bad news comes don’t you worry even when it lands
Good news will work its way to all them plans
We both got fired on exactly the same day
Well we’ll float on good news is on the way

And we’ll all float on, ok
And we’ll all float on, ok
And we’ll all float on, ok
And we’ll all float on, alright already
We’ll all float on, now don’t you worry
We’ll all float on, alright already
We’ll all float on, alright don’t worry
We’ll all float on

And we’ll all float on, alright already
We’ll all float on, alright don’t worry
Even if things end up a bit too heavy
We’ll all float on, alright already
We’ll all float on, alright already
We’ll all float on, ok don’t worry
We’ll all float on, even if things get heavy
We’ll all float on, alright already
We’ll all float on, don’t you worry (alright)
We’ll all float on (alright)
All float on

Bass

Conventional Lover by Speck

September 14th, 2008

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Speck



Working as Intended



Pop Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Who left you hanging on that peg all alone?
You look near mint to me babe and I wanna make you my own
I wanna be your captain, my Pon Farr is a-risin’
So step on over here girl, my love is enterprisin’

Let me be your conventional lover
Let me show you some conventional love
I don’t mean to boast, I don’t mean to brag (ooh love long and prosper)
But I’m a man whose only issues all come in mylar bags

Let me be your conventional lover
Let me give you my conventional love
I’ll give you my heart, I’ll treat you nice (ooh love long and prosper)
And the games that I play only have twenty-sided dice

They’re polyhedral!

Let’s hit the dealer’s room and get you something fine
That collectors bust of Cthulhu reminds me of how you blow my mind
Now let me take you dancing in my best Starfleet dress uniform
You’ll want to tap my mana once you’ve seen me perform

Let me be your conventional lover
Let me show you some conventional love
I don’t mean to boast, I don’t mean to brag (ooh love long and prosper)
But I’m a man whose only issues all come in mylar bags

Let me be your conventional lover
Let me give you my conventional love
I’ll give you my heart, I’ll treat you nice (ooh love long and prosper)
And the games that I play only have twenty-sided dice

Uh oh
Saving throw!

And when we get to mating, I’ll always treat you kind
I’ll never bend you too far back or ever crease your spine
But there’s one thing I won’t promise, there’s one thing I won’t do
Can’t leave you in the box babe, this collector is coming through

Let me be your conventional lover
Let me show you some conventional love
I don’t mean to boast, I don’t mean to brag (ooh love long and prosper)
But I’m a man whose only issues all come in mylar bags

Let me be your conventional lover
Let me give you my conventional love
I’ll give you my heart, I’ll treat you nice (ooh love long and prosper)
And the games that I play only have twenty-sided dice

Let me be your conventional lover
Let me give you my conventional love
I’ll give you my heart, I’ll treat you fine
And I’ll make sweet love to you while we’re watching Deep Space Nine

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Constant Motion by Dream Theater

September 14th, 2008

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Dream Theater



Systematic Chaos



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Tunnel vision at blinding speed
Controlling my thoughts, obsessing me
Void of any uncertainty
Throughout my very soul

Lost illusions of mind control
Resisting all hope of letting go
Racing impulse of dark desire
Drives me through the night

I try to shut it down
It leaves me in the dust
No matter what I’ve found
I can never get enough

Frantic actions of insanity
Impulsive laced profanity
Long for elusive serenity
Way out of my control

Traveling through both space and time
Out of body, out of mind
Out of control
My wheels in constant motion

Spinning round and round it goes
I can’t let up, I can’t let go
Can’t stop this flame from burning
Forever more, into the night
Blistering

Focus here, focus there
Cannot see the light
Falling down through the night
Sprawling everywhere

Searching left, searching right
Panic setting in
I can no longer fight
When will this end?

Accelerate, dislocate
Set to crash and burn
Haven’t got time to waste
Not planning to return

Aggravate, Agitate
When will I ever learn?
There’s no way out of here
Nowhere to turn

Obsessive yearning
Compulsive burning
Still never learning
Insane random thoughts of neat disorder

Scattered wasteland surrounding me
Tattered memories of what used to be
Apocalyptic mind debris
Until we meet again

Traveling through both space and time
Out of body, out of mind
Out of control
My wheels in constant motion

Spinning round and round it goes
I can’t let up, I cant’ let go
Can’t stop this flame from burning
Forever more, into the night
Blistering

Traveling through both space and time
Out of body, out of mind
Out of control
My wheels in constant motion

Spinning round and round it goes
I can’t let up, I can’t let go
Can’t stop this flame from burning
Can’t stop the wheels from turning

Traveling through both space and time
You get yours and I got mine
Out of control
My wheels in constant motion

Spinning round and round it goes
I can’t let up, I can’t let go
Can’t stop this flame from burning
Forever more, into the night
Blistering

Bass

Feel the Pain by Dinosaur Jr.

September 14th, 2008

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Dinosaur Jr.



Without a Sound



Alternative


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing
I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing

I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing
I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing

Is it up to me?
You won’t wait to see
Screwed us both again
About as close as you dare

I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing
I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing

Is it up to me?
You won’t wait to see
Screwed us yet again
About as close as you dare
Hey now, take it back
Get off me, you’re sad
Trailin’ on your scene
Just try and keep it clean

Bass

Pump It Up by Elvis Costello

September 14th, 2008

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Elvis Costello



This Year’s Model



Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I’ve been on tenterhooks
Ending in dirty looks
Listen to the Muzak
Thinking ’bout this ‘n’ that
She said that’s that
I don’t wanna chitter-chat
Turn it down a little bit
Or turn it down flat

Pump it up
When you don’t really need it
Pump it up
Until you can feel it

Down in the pleasure center
Hell bent or heaven sent
Listen to the propaganda
Listen to the latest slander
There’s nothing underhand
That she wouldn’t understand

Pump it up
Until you can feel it
Pump it up
When you don’t even need it

She’s been a bad girl
She’s like a chemical
Though you try to stop it
She’s like a narcotic
You wanna torture her
You wanna talk to her
All the things you bought for her
Putting up your temperature

Pump it up
Until you can feel it
Pump it up
When you don’t really need it

Out in the fashion show
down in the bargain bin
you put your passion out
under the pressure pin
Fall into submission
hit-and-run transmission
No use wishing
Now for any other sin

Pump it up
Until you can feel it
Pump it up
When you don’t really need it

Pump it up
Until you can feel it
Pump it up
When you don’t really need it

Pump it up
Until you can feel it
Pump it up
When you don’t really need it

Don’t really need it
Don’t really need it
Don’t really need it

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The Trees (Vault Edition) by Rush

September 14th, 2008

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Rush



Hemispheres



Progressive


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

There is unrest in the forest
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas

The trouble with the maples
(and they’re quite convinced they’re right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light
But the oaks can’t help their feelings
If they like the way they’re made
And they wonder why the maples
Can’t be happy in their shade

There is trouble in the forest
And the creatures all have fled
As the maples scream ‘oppression!’
And the oaks just shake their heads

So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights
‘the oaks are just too greedy
We will make them give us light’
Now there’s no more oak oppression
For they passed a noble law
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet,
Axe,
And saw …

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Come Out and Play (Keep ‘Em Separated) by The Offspring

September 14th, 2008

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The Offspring



Smash



Punk


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

You gotta keep ‘em seperated


Like the latest fashion
Like a spreading disease
The kids are strapin’ on the way to their classroom
Getting weapons with the greatest of ease

The gangs stake their own campus locale
And if they catch you slippin then it’s all over pal
If one guy colors and the other’s don’t mix
They’re gonna bash it up, bash it up, bash it up, bash it up

Hey! Man you talkin’ back to me?
Take him out (You gotta keep ‘em seperated)
Hey! Man you desrespectin’ me?
Take him out (You gotta keep ‘em seperated)
Hey, they don’t pay no mind
If you’re under 18 you won’t be doing any time
Hey! Come out and play

By the time you hear the siren
It’s already to late
One goes to the mourge and the other in jail
One guy’s wasted and the other’s a waste
It goes down the same as the thousand before
No one’s getting smarter
No one’s learning the score
Your never ending spree of death and violence and hate
Is gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope, tie your own…

Hey! Man you desrespectin’ me?
Take him out (You gotta keep ‘em seperated)
Hey! Man you talkin’ back to me?
Take him out (You gotta keep ‘em seperated)
Hey, they don’t pay no mind
You’re under 18 you won’t be doing any time
Hey! Come out and play

It goes down the same as the thousand before
No one’s getting smarter, no one’s learning the score
Your never ending spree of death and violence and hate
Is gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope, tie your own…

Hey! Man you talkin’ back to me?
Take him out (You gotta keep ‘em seperated)
Hey! Man you desrespectin’ me?
Take him out (You gotta keep ‘em seperated)
Hey, they don’t pay no mind
You’re under 18 you won’t be doing any time
Hey! Come out and play

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Psycho Killer by Talking Heads

September 14th, 2008

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Talking Heads



Talking Heads: 77



New Wave


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

I can’t seem to face up to the facts
I’m tense and nervous and I can’t relax
I can’t sleep ’cause my bed’s on fire
Don’t touch me I’m a real live wire

Psycho killer
Qu’est-ce que c’est
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Oooh
Psycho killer
Qu’est-ce que c’est
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Oh oh oh
Ai yai yai oh

You start a conversation you can’t even finish
You’re talking a lot, but you’re not saying anything
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed
Say something once, why say it again?

Psycho killer
Qu’est-ce que c’est
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Oooh
Psycho killer
Qu’est-ce que c’est
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Oh oh oh
Ai yai yai yai

Ce que j’ai fais, ce soir la
Ce qu’elle a dit, ce soir la
Realisant mon espoir
Je me lance, vers la gloire, ok
Yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
We are vain and we are blind
I hate people when they’re not polite

Psycho killer
Qu’est-ce que c’est
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Oooh
Psycho killer
Qu’est-ce que c’est
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Oh oh oh
Ai yai yai yai

Oh oh oh oh

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Colony of Birchmen by Mastadon

September 14th, 2008

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Mastadon



Blood Mountain



Metal


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

This forest
Is growing faster than I can tell
Cell structure
Eats away at a massive swell
Seems however
I’m a victim of circumstance

Hunt for ogres and dwarves
Lion slicer
Run with death
Run with death

White faces
Coming closer with every step
Earth envelopes
Taking breath without happenstance
Carve my teeth out
Ripping through the sheep’s head curse

Hunter gatherer
Ridden from the cave
Run with death
Run with death

Gone away
My heart’s gone away
Taking everything
My heart’s gone away
Take it now

Hunt for ogres and dwarves
Lion slicer
Run with death
Run with death

Gone away
My heart’s gone away
Taking everything
My heart’s gone away
Take it now

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