I Got More Bills Than I Got Pay
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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BTM001_0822
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
Americana, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Country, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Classic, Club, Confident, Fun, Good Time, Gritty, Groove, Heartland, Line Dance, Money, Paycheck, Playful, Redneck, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Tough, Upbeat, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
116
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Got More Bills Than I Got Pay
I GOT MORE BILLS THAN I GOT PAY
I got more bills than I got pay
Bills keep coming every day
I watch my money slip away
Till there is nothing left to save
I just keep working night and day
I got more bills than I got pay
I work a sixty hour week
Barely making both ends meet
I need to win the lottery
Cause that's the only hope for me
Till then I'm working night and day
I got more bills than I got pay
What comes in slow, goes out fast
I just can't seem to make my money last
A broken back and swollen feet
That's all I get for working eight days a week
I'm just like every working man
Who tries to do the best he can
I keep a few bucks in my hand
And give the rest to Uncle Sam
So I'll keep working night and day
I got more bills than I got pay
What comes in slow, goes out fast
I just can't seem to make my money last
A broken back and swollen feet
That's all I get for working eight days a week
I'm just like every working man
Who tries to do the best he can
I keep a few bucks in my hand
And give the rest to Uncle Sam
So I'll keep working night and day
I got more bills than I got pay
I just keep working night and day
I got more bills than I got pay
This Is War
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Angels, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Dying, East LA, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Killers, Mean, Mug Shot, Murder, NYC, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Prison, Radio, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Street, Streets, Struggle, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Violence, War
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
78
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
This Is War
This Is War
Chorus
This is war - Better watch your back, sucker
It's the end of the world as you know it
This is war - It's gonna be a bad mutha
It's Armageddon, boy, we gonna show ya
This is war - This is war
Intro Break
This is War!!... You should'a never let it come to this!!
1st Verse
You'll never catch me sleepin'
A sawed-off when I'm creepin'
Heartbreakin' to ya mama when it sink in
Because 'a all ya barkin'
And the major drama you started
Her favorite baby boy is soon her dearly departed
You bustas know we run these streets
In da pen a 1000 men wit evil grins we even drop da police
Now you suckas messed around and took food off my kids table
So you've made me resurrect an old fable
I'm tha Big BAD WOLF!!
And I have to bring your house down
I command a crew of killas
We don't play around
We pack mo' gats and tear drop tats
Serve and collectin' stacks
Exterminatin you rats
Don't Trip..... We keep an arsenal for our foes
......Spittin' mini missles through car doors in droves
Couldn't a made a worse mistake when you messed with me
It's all good for ya hood it's a CATASTROPHE!!!
Repeat Chorus
2nd Intro Break
You could a never imagined The destruction and chaos I'm a bring!!!
2nd Verse
You never contemplated what you were in for
Sent Juli, Pac, and BETA
Blew up ya corner store
Molotoved ya favorite restaurant and peppered ya car
Snatched ya baby's mama
Sent her earlobe back in a jar
I had to get ya cousins and ya brotha up in da joint
My soldiers sharpened their shanks dat night
And gave 'em the point
Cut 'em up durin' a riot
Wit nowhere to go
Homey you know the game
You reap what you sow
Now ya body guards is missin'
Ya major shipments missin'
All ya streets is burnin'
PayBACK and now you're wishin'
Dat you'd just played ya position
Lurkin' behind white teeth
Wanted to take my seat
But can you take this heat?
Now all ya people's duckin'
When dese AK rounds is lickin'
Ya top soldier's chicken
and ya corner boys is strippin'
We bring hard knocks
We gon' bend you blocks
'Til u meet my 2 gats cocked
Boy this war won't stop!!!
Repeat Chorus
Statement
Your world as you know it has come to an end
It don't matter how long it takes
I'm gonna destroy everything you care about
Everything you've built
Everything thing you thought you owned... IS MINE!!
There's nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide!!
On My Mind
Artist(s): Geoff Pinckney
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Geoff Pinckney (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Electronic
Subcategories:
1980s, Dance, Electronica, Electronica Dance Club House Trance, Euro House, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Techno, Trance
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Chase, Club, Digital, Driving, Energy, Euphoric, Euro, Exercise, Fashion, Fun, Intense, Love, Memories, Miami, Mysterious, Promo, Rave, Red Carpet, Relationship, Runway, South Beach, Speed, Sports, Style, Synth Pop, Trailer, Upbeat, Video Game
Instruments:
Synthesizer
BPM:
132
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
On My Mind
On My Mind
Verse
Another lonely highway
Takes me away from you
With every moment passing by
I know our love will see me through...
Chorus
There's never a day without you
You're always on my mind
Everything that I do
You're always on my mind
There's never a day without you
You're always on my mind
Everything that I do
You're always on my mind
Verse
Can't think of nothing better
Than to be right there with you
For now it's just a memory
Our love will see me through...
Chorus
There's never a day without you
You're always on my mind
Everything that I do
You're always on my mind
There's never a day without you
You're always on my mind
Everything that I do
You're always on my mind
Push Me Over
Artist(s): Jen Beast
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Squid Knees Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Electronic
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Chill Lounge, Dance, Downbeat, Electronica, Female Vocal, Indie, Instrumental, Modern Lounge, Pop, Ultra Lounge
Keywords:
Atmospheric, Chill, Club, Dark, Digital, Euphoric, Euro, Exercise, Fashion, Goth, Hip, Laid Back, Moody, Mysterious, Promo, Rave, Red Carpet, Runway, Style, Video Game
Instruments:
Synthesizer
BPM:
110
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Push Me Over
PUSH ME OVER
Tomorrow's just another day
In dreams I can fly
Push.... push me over
Imagination runs away
Losing track of time
Push.... push me over
Sacrifice, undress your eyes
Look down into the soul
Don't let go, this moment's all
It takes to push me over
Falling through an open door
I leave the world behind
Push.... push me over
Tasting my obsession
Becomes a way of life
Push.... push me over
Sacrifice, undress your eyes
Look down into the soul
Don't let go, this moment's all
It takes to push me over
Push me over
Unglued
Artist(s): Jen Beast
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Folk Pop, Indie, Instrumental, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
City, Countryside, Divorce, European, Final, Heartfelt, Late Night, Lonely, Longing, Memories, Regret, Relationship, Romantic, Sentimental, Separation
Instruments:
Bass, Cello, Guitar, Percussion
BPM:
101
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Unglued
UNGLUED
Just a few words connected
Loosely to my heart
They're floating away just like
Balloons in the dark
So why did you retrieve them?
Why did you believe them all?
Just a few thoughts so careless
They come and they go
There's hardly time to notice
Barely time to grow
So how'd you ever see them?
Why do you believe them all?
Now I just want to be with you
Part of everything you're going through
Like it was before we came unglued
I'm holding every piece you tossed out
But nothing fits without you around
Like it did before we came unglued
The sun we woke to each day
Is starting to rise again
I haven't been to sleep yet
And I don't know where you've been
I wonder if you see it?
Wonder if you see it at all?
Now I just want to be with you
Part of everything you're going through
Like it was before we came unglued
I'm holding every piece you tossed out
But nothing fits without you around
Like it did before we came unglued
Just a few words connected
Loosely to my heart
They're floating away just like
Balloons in the dark
So why did you retrieve them?
Why did you believe them all?
I'm Sorry
Artist(s): Buddha Belly
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Angst, Bar, Blame, Coffee House, College, Confident, Driving, Emotional, Heartfelt, Hopeful, Infomercial, Motivational, Passionate, Positive, Promo, Radio, Relationship, Romantic, Sorry, Teen, Thoughtful, Travel, Troubled
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Synthesizer
BPM:
96
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I'm Sorry
I'M SORRY
We live in a little room in a little house
In a small town
And that's alright with me
But what holds me up just holds you back
'Cause you see a bigger world
That's full of possibilities
I didn't mean to play it safe
And rain on your parade
I was wrong, you were right
I can see the other side
Didn't mean to start a fight, I'm sorry
I was tired, half asleep
When you shared your dreams with me
And if it seems I don't believe. I'm sorry
You say the walls are closing in and you can't breathe
It's sink or swim
You need to spread your wings
Well I'm afraid of what you see, the way you think
That things could be
And what tomorrow brings
Sometimes when I think too much
I fall out of touch
I was wrong, you were right
I can see the other side
Didn't mean to start a fight, I'm sorry
I was tired, half asleep
When you shared your dreams with me
And if it seems I don't believe, I'm sorry
Yeah I'm sorry
I'm like a deer caught in the headlights
When the future looks so bright
You say the walls are closing in and you can't breathe
It's sink or swim
You need to spread your wings
I was wrong, you were right
I can see the other side
Didn't mean to start a fight, I'm sorry
I was tired, half asleep
When you shared your dreams with me
And if it seems I don't believe, I'm sorry
I was wrong, you were right
I can see the other side
Didn't mean to start a fight, I'm sorry
I was tired, half asleep
When you shared your dreams with me
And if it seems I don't believe
I'm sorry, yeah I'm sorry
I was tired, half asleep
When you shared your dreams with me
I was wrong, you were right, I'm sorry
We live in a little room in a little house
In a small town
Hey Now
Artist(s): Buddha Belly
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Rock
Keywords:
BBQ, Beach, Carefree, Celebrate, Cheerful, College, Cute, Fashion, Fun, Funny, Happy, Hot, Life, Light, Party, Playful, Positive, Quirky, Sports, Style, Success, Summer, Teen, Travel, Triumph, Upbeat, Winning, Young, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Synthesizer
BPM:
103
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hey Now
HEY NOW
I don't know why it has to be
That the sky is blue and the grass is green
And I don't know why it's really true
That one plus one always equals two
I don't know so I'll have to guess
There may be times when a no means yes
And maybe, just maybe
It doesn really matter
Hey Now, look around
Does anybody know what's goin' down
And Hey Now, it's okay
The world keeps spinning anyway
Hey Now, why ask why
Low is low and high is high
And Hey Now just let go
It's alright if you really don't know
And I really don't know
Some may say that I can't see
The perfect world surrounding me
And others say the end is near
They really do believe everything they hear
Some may say they know what's best
But they're no different from the rest
And maybe, just maybe
It doesn really matter
Hey Now, look around
Does anybody know what's goin' down
And Hey Now, it's okay
The world keeps spinning anyway
Hey Now, why ask why
Low is low and high is high
And Hey Now just let go
It's alright if you really don't know
And I really don't know
Yada Yada Yada
Artist(s): Hans DeKline
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BTM001_2046
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Bumpers, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk, Punk Rock, Rock, Transitions
Keywords:
Angst, Bored, Cars, Club, College, Energetic, Laguna Beach, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Party, Pop Punk, Rebellious, Skater, Snotty, Spoiled, Sports, Stage Diving, Teen, The O.C., Travel, Upbeat, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
80
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Yada Yada Yada
YADA YADA YADA
You call me – I call you
I see you every day at school
We hang out like best friends
I wonder will this ever end
You tell me everything
I listen to you rambling
I'm hoping that the end is near
'Cos while you're whining all I hear is
CHORUS:
Yada yada yada – yada yada yada – yada yada yada
Blah blah blah
Friday night my parents say
Boy you can't go out that way
I don't know what they see
They think something's wrong with me
Get a job, comb your hair
I can see your underwear
My dad keeps screaming in my ear
My mom yells too but all I hear is
CHORUS
I'm so bored, I watch the tube
All that's on is stupid news
The shuttle's up – the stocks are down
There's someone famous in my town
A bank got robbed – the President lied
Somebody I don't know just died
I know these things should be profound
But I don't care 'cos it all sounds like
CHORUS
Get Naked
Artist(s): Hans DeKline
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Aggressive, British, Club, College, Drinking, Edgy, Feel Good, Frat House, Fun, Garage, Grunge, Hookup, Keg, Laguna Beach, Light, Naked, Party, Quirky, Radio, Rebellious, Rich Kid, Skater, Snotty, Sports, Teen, The O.C., Upbeat, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
72
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Get Naked
GET NAKED
Life's tainted, overrated
You go to work but no one cares
They don't even know you're there
You hate it
The story, is so boring
People tell you how to live
They talk and talk and talk
Until you're snoring
There is nothing you can do
Everyday you're getting screwed
So GET NAKED, GET NAKED
When you drop your pants around your knees
And hang out in the breeze you can't fake it
So GET NAKED
GET NAKED
It's pathetic, you don't get it
The TV tells you what to think
And you keep surfing channels
Just forget it
Wanna give up, 'cause life's rough
Wanna stop the world 'cause I have had enough
There is nothing you can say
Gonna throw it all away
And GET NAKED, GET NAKED
When you drop your pants around your knees
And hang out in the breeze you can't fake it
So GET NAKED
GET NAKED
Life's tainted, overrated
You go to work but no one cares
They don't even know you're there
You hate it
There is nothing you can do
Everyday you're getting screwed
So GET NAKED, GET NAKED
When you drop your pants around your knees
And hang out in the breeze you can't fake it
So GET NAKED
GET NAKED
Where It's At
Artist(s): Buddha Belly
Label: Black Toast Records
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BTM001_1999
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Bumpers, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rock, Transitions
Keywords:
BBQ, Beach, Carefree, Celebrate, Cheerful, College, Cute, Fashion, Fun, Funny, Happy, Hot, Life, Light, Party, Playful, Positive, Quirky, Sports, Style, Success, Summer, Teen, Travel, Triumph, Upbeat, Winning, Young, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
115
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Where It's At
WHERE IT'S AT
If your head keeps spinning
'Cause someone else is winning
And you're lost in a game of chance
Where every time you make a little decision
It's like nuclear fission
Life explodes right in your lap
Now's the time to stop, look around
Get both feet on the ground
Dig the view, take your foot off the gas
You're moving way too fast, you don't need to worry
Slow down, hey what's the hurry
Take your time, baby, just relax
And don't look back, forget about tomorrow
Right now is where it's at, And don't you know that you are
Right on track, and time is only borrowed
And you know wherever you are
Is Where It's At
Everyday confusion
Turns dreams into illusion
And the rats get caught in the race
But you can leave the cage and take this minute
To sit and be right in it
'Cause today is a beautiful day
So don't look back, forget about tomorrow
Right now is where it's at, And don't you know that you are
Right on track, and time is only borrowed
And you know wherever you are
Is Where It's At
Throw My Heart Away
Artist(s): Derek's Ashes
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Breakup, Broken Heart, College, Dream, Emotional, Hard Times, Heart, Heartfelt, Hope, Longing, Love, Memories, Radio, Relationship, Separation, Struggle, Teen, Upbeat, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
76
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Throw My Heart Away
THROW MY HEART AWAY
Shadows on the bedroom wall
Mem'ries that will never call
Look around and all I have is nothing without you
Photographs in broken frames
Dreams all going up in flames
Everything has come apart, I don't know what to do
Tell me I should hold on
Just tell me anything
'Cause the days are dark when you're gone
Won't you pull me back in
CHORUS:
Yeah we had something golden, now it's turned to shades of grey
Don't you throw, don't you throw my heart away
Now tomorrow is all shattered with remains of yesterday
Don't you throw, don't you throw my heart away
Staring at a setting sun
We want it all while we're still young
You need the world but I was happy hanging onto you
Voices have been haunting me
The ghost of you I swear won't leave
Alone with all this emptiness but that'll have to do
Why'd you slam the door on me
I'm locked inside this misery
Digging through the refuse searching for the key
CHORUS
Shadows on the bedroom wall
Memories that will never call
Everything has come apart, I don't know what to do
CHORUS
Yeah we had something golden, now it's turned to shades of grey
Don't you throw, don't you throw my heart away
Now tomorrow is all shattered with remains of yesterday
Don't you throw, don't you throw my heart away
Don't you throw, don't you throw my heart away
Don't you throw, don't you throw my heart away
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