Cash Is King
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / G.E. Stinson (BMI) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Echo Hawk Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Abrasive, Back Alley, Baritone, Bleak, Brooding, Cash, Crime, Crude, Dark, Dice, Dirty, Distortion, Gambling, Gravel, Greed, Gritty, Lo Fi, Lo-Fi, Money, Pool Hall, Raspy, Raw, Roadhouse, Rough, Scratchy, Seedy, Sleazy, Streets, Trashy, Villain, Worn
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Harmonica, Percussion
BPM:
120
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cash Is King
Cash is king
It rules the world
Cash is king
It rules the world
Crack that shell
And grab that pearl
Everybody's got an angle
They think they got a choice
But the one who's got the bank, yeah
'S got the loudest voice
Cash is king
It rules the world
Cash is king
It rules the world
Crack that shell
And grab that pearl
Solo
Don't fool yourself
We ain't the same
If you ain't got the gift
You don't own the game
Cash is king
It rules the world
Cash is king
It rules the world
Crack that shell
And grab that pearl
Cash is king - know what I mean
Cash is king - how how how how
Cash is king - mmmmmm
Cash is king - oh yeah
Dirty Work
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Davish Gold Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Gothic Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter, Southern Gothic
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Betrayal, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Devil, Dirty Work, Down Home, Down On Your Luck, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Evil, Good Ol' Boy, Gritty, Heartland, Hit Man, Hobo, Jail, Louisiana, Melancholy, Mess, Mid West, Moody, Murder, Prison, Railroad, Redemption, Redneck, Regret, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rough, Sad, Searching, Seedy, Sinner, Soulful, Southern, Spaghetti Western, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tough, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Trouble, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar, Tambourine
BPM:
82
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Dirty Work
Dirty Work
It ain't a pretty picture
But it's all I know
Been called a devil
Without a soul
My hands are stained
from those I've touched
Sometimes the price that's paid
Is way too much
'Til I find a reason to take a different road
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
If I believed
There was something else
I'd seek redemption
I'd save myself
I've never seen
Another way
I'll walk the walk, you know
No need to change
'Til I find a reason to take a different road
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
Have I betrayed
The world I know
Someday I hope and pray
that I will know
'Til I find a reason to take a different road
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
How She Gets To Heaven
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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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:
Singer Songwriter
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Folk, Ballad, Folk Rock, Human Interest, Indie, Indie Folk, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Chill, Confused, Dark, Drugs, Getting High, Hard Times, Introspective, Melancholy, Mellow, Moody, Night, Pensive, Pot, Prostitute, Relaxed, Runaway, Sad, San Francisco, Somber, Stoned, Street, Sultry, Tough Life, Trouble
Instruments:
Bass, Bongos, Drums, Guitar, Ocarina, Organ
BPM:
78
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
How She Gets To Heaven
HOW SHE GETS TO HEAVEN
Baby says count your blessings
Baby says take off your shoes
She's not about to keep you guessing
Yeah, what have you got to lose
She don't wanna hear no bad excuses
Don't ever wanna have to think it through
She always gets just what she chooses
She don't ever like to feel the blues
It doesn't matter to her, no it doesn't matter at all....
How She Gets To Heaven
How She Gets To Heaven
How She Gets To Heaven
It doesn't matter to her, no it doesn't matter at all
She don't feel no inhibitions
When she's out there on the street
Baby don't rely on intuition
She don't fear anyone she meets
She don't wanna hear no daddy preachin'
'Cause no one tells her what to do
All she thinks about is.... feelin' happy
'Cause she don't like to feel the blues
It doesn't matter to her, no it doesn't matter at all....
How She Gets To Heaven
How She Gets To Heaven
How She Gets To Heaven
It doesn't matter to her, no it doesn't matter at all
And as I lie here staring at her ceiling
Surrounded by four empty walls
I wanna tell her everything I'm feeling
But it doesn't matter to her, it doesn't matter at all....
How She Gets To Heaven
How She Gets To Heaven
How She Gets To Heaven
Judgement Day
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / G.E. Stinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Echo Hawk Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1960s, Classic Rock, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Western
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Down On Your Luck, Drinking, Good Ol' Boy, Gritty, Heartland, Jail, Melancholy, Prison, Redneck, Regret, Relationship, Roadhouse, Sad, Sinner, Tough, Trouble, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
101
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Judgement Day
Judgement Day
Been tangled up in trouble
Ever since the day that I was born
My daddy taught me right from wrong
But deep down in my soul I was torn
For all the sins that I have done
Lord knows someday I will have to pay
Cause standing at the gates of hell
There's no one else blame
On judgement day
If I could live my life again
I can't say that I would change a thing
Cause when it comes to betting on a losing hand
To win I'm the king
There's no need for forgiveness
No regrets and there's nothing left to say
Cause standing at the gates of hell
There's no one else to blame
On judgement day
Sometimes You Win, Sometimes You Lose
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / G.E. Stinson (BMI) 33.33% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Tony Vose Music (BMI) 33.33% / Echo Hawk Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1960s, Alternative Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Betting, Cash, Desert, Dirty, Drinking, Gambling, Heartland, Highway, Hustler, Jail, Losing, Money, Open Road, Pool Hall, Prison, Risk, Roadhouse, Sinner, Southern, Struggle, Texas, Trailer Park, Train, Traveling, Trouble, Whiskey, Winning
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Electric Piano, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
95
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sometimes You Win, Sometimes You Lose
When I'm dealt a lousy hand
There ain't much I can do
Lord knows I do the best I can
I always make it through
The chips will fall where they may
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
Every day's a game of chance
Somebody will get burned
Lay your losin' money down
Today it ain't my turn
The chips will fall where they may
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
King of hearts, ace of spades
Is Lady Luck your friend
When all the bets are finally made
I always win in the end
The chips will fall where they may
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
You never know when it's your day
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
The chips will fall where they may
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
The Sky Is Gonna Fall
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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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:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, 2000s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues, Blues Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Alley, Bar, City, Club, Dark, Drugs, Gritty, Moody, Night, Ominous, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Seedy, Tough, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Keyboard
BPM:
102
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Sky Is Gonna Fall
THE SKY IS GONNA FALL
Black eyes, red face, rage inside
The man who's got nothing's got nothing to hide
Lipstick, cigarette, stains the hand
Of a woman who needs, needs more than a man
White trash, sundress, livin' alone
Condemned to the dirt daddy gave her at home
Gold capped, eye-tooth, bleeds in the hall
If something don't change, The Sky is Gonna Fall
Dark soul, cold-blooded, driven with pain
What goes around once, goes around again
Dead-bolted, metal door, security walls
If something don't change, The Sky is Gonna Fall
The Sky is Gonna Fall
The Sky is Gonna Fall
The Sky is Gonna Fall
If something don't change, The Sky is Gonna Fall
Faceless, no name, caught in the crack
Left turn, crossroads, no lookin' back
Hard luck, bad luck, no luck at all
If something don't change, The Sky is Gonna Fall
(Ooo, ooo, ooo)
The Sky is Gonna Fall
The Sky is Gonna Fall
The Sky is Gonna Fall
If something don't change, The Sky is Gonna Fall
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