Tracks Similar To Slam Dance
Metal Tattoo
Artist(s): Sixx Gunnz
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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 Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bar, Brawl, Chase, Classic, Club, Drinking, Driving, Energetic, Extreme Sports, Guns, Hair Band, Intense, Mayhem, Murder, NASCAR, Powerful, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Speed, Sunset Strip, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
150
Key:
D
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Bang Bang (Baby, You're Dead)
Artist(s): Rug Burn
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Writer(s):
Nick Vincent (ASCAP) 50% / Roger Burn (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Booli Mooli Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Burnin' Down The House Music (BMI) 16.67% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Alternative Rock, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal
Keywords:
Bar, Brawl, Chase, Classic, Club, Drinking, Driving, Energetic, Explicit Lyrics, Extreme Sports, Guns, Hair Band, Mayhem, Murder, NASCAR, Powerful, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Speed, Sunset Strip, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
123
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bang Bang (Baby, You're Dead)
Bang Bang Baby You're Dead
Time is tight, it's running you down
Say your prayers, gonna be dead in the ground
Sometimes things don't go as you planned
Better shoot to kill while you still can
No second chances, it's black and white
Somebody's gonna die tonight
CHORUS:
So fire me up - I'm your darkest fear
Bang bang straight to the head
What's that sound - it's my voice in your ear
Bang bang - baby you're dead
Out on the street - count up to ten
Take one last look - you ain't got a friend
Everyone thinks that you're the boss of this town
Take your best shot 'cos I'm stealing your crown
I made the devil commit suicide
There's no place left to hide
CHORUS
What you gonna do when the shit hits the fan
You've got one choice - to take it like a man
CHORUS
Man you're dead
Concrete Jungle
Artist(s): Sixx Gunnz
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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 Rock, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Metal
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Driving, Energetic, Entertainment News, Extreme Sports, Heavy, High Energy, Modern, Power, Radio, Speed, Teen, Tough, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
76
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Over The Edge
Artist(s): Brian "Hacksaw" Williams
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Arena Rock, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Bar, Biker, Bravado, Brawl, Challenge, Classic, Classic Cars, College, Confident, Detroit, Edge, Energetic, Free, Gambling, Going for it, Gritty, Hair Rock, Heavy, Hell's Angels, Independent, Intense, Loud, NASCAR, No Limit, Open Road, Power Chords, Provocative, Pub, Raspy, Raucous, Reckless, Retro, Road, Road Trip, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sports, Stadium, Street, Swagger, Tattoo, Teen, Tough, Tough, Travel, Triumph
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
111
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Over The Edge
OVER THE EDGE
Hair blowing
In the wind
Motor rumbin' hot beneath my seat
I'm a loner
Live to ride
Burn rubber down easy street
Better move on over
Cos I'm on my way
I'm breakin' out - I ain't gonna stay
Speed Demon
A Heart Attack
Eat my dust... there's no turning back
I'm gonna take it over the edge
I'm gonna push it to the limit
I'm gonna take it over the edge
I'm gonna push it, push it, push it to the limit
Rolled the dice
Paid the price
I'm addicted to "keep on movin' on"
Full throttle
Open road
White lines never do me wrong
I don't need no reason
I'm breakin' the rules
Don't try to stop me - I'm comin' through
I'll burn these wheels
Right off the track
Do or Die...there's no goin' back
I'm gonna take it over the edge
I'm gonna push it to the limit
I'm gonna take it over the edge
I'm gonna push it, push it, push it to the limit
Solo
I don't need no reason
I'm breakin' the rules
Don't try to stop me - I'm comin' through
I'll burn these wheels
Right off the track
Do or Die...there's no goin' back
I'm gonna take it over the edge
I'm gonna push it to the limit
I'm gonna take it over the edge
I'm gonna push it, push it, push it - yeah
I'm gonna take it over the edge
I'm gonna push it to the limit
I'm gonna take it over the edge
I'm gonna push it, push it, push it
I'm gonna take it over the edge
I'm gonna push it to the limit
I'm gonna take it over the edge
I'm gonna push it, push it, push it...........
To the limit...........
Watch Me
Artist(s): Slur-P
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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:
Action, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal, Rap, Rap Metal, Trailer Action Adventure
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angst, Bar, Boisterous, Boxing, Bragging, Brash, Bully, Cars, Club, Cocky, College, Confident, Detroit, Energetic, Fiery, Fun, Gritty, Motorcycles, Party, Promo, Rap Metal, Rebellious, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Showoff, Snotty, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Tough, Trailer, WWF, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Watch Me
WATCH ME
When I was young, just a little squirt
You called me a no-good piece of dirt
Said I wouldn't amount to much of nothin'
Now who's the one on all the magazine covers
Yeah I grew up, but not too much
Ain't no suit and tie gonna be my crutch
I'll live it up, break it down, make a lot of noise
Come on boys...
CHORUS:
I'm bigger than life, I'm in your face
You'll run but there ain't no hiding place
I'm a real bad mother, there ain't no other
Now watch me – watch me now
Yeah I'm the real deal, I'm hell on wheels
Got platinum makin' bank, I don't need to steal
I was poor white trash, the odds were stacked
Now I'm the king of the world and I'm never lookin' back
And all you fools who said I couldn't do it
You bought my record and you listen to it
Now who's livin' large in Beverly Hills
With expensive cheap thrills
CHORUS
Put your money in my kitty wit the ditty wah ditty
Put the dolla bing bang. Bing bang bong
Put your money in my kitty wit the ditty wah ditty
Put the dolla bing bang. Bing bang bong
CHORUS
That's Enough Of That
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.34% / Randy Cate (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Acuity Music (BMI) 16.67% / Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.66%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Angry, Bar, Bluesy, Brawl, Classic, Club, Dance, Dismay, Drinking, Energetic, Enough, Environment, Frustration, Future, Gambing, Global Warming, Gritty, Las Vegas, Party, Political, Pollution, Protest, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rousing, Rowdy, Social Commentary, Strip Club, Struggle, Terrorist, Topical, Upbeat, Violence, War
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Organ
BPM:
77
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
That's Enough Of That
THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT
Take a look at the trouble in Ireland
Or the Middle East
It's the same kind of violence we got
Going down in our streets
In the name of God we profess
To know his will
But what kind of father sends his children out
To maim and kill?
That's the world that we see today
And it will always be that way
If we don't stand up and say...
THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
SAY THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
There are so many things we think
We can't live without
But we don't give a second thought 'bout the poison
That we're tossing out
We're warming up the world in a cold,
Cold-hearted way
Why worry 'bout it now
Let the next generation pay
Take a look at ourselves today
You know know we're always gonna be this way
If we don't stand up and say...
THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
SAY THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
SAY THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
We put faith and trust in our leaders
And it's been misused
Because power and greed are just
Different forms of drug abuse
That's the world that we see today
And it will always be that way
If we don't stand up and say...
THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
SAY THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
You Want Some
Artist(s): Brian "Hacksaw" Williams
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.67%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, 1990s, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bar, Bravado, Challenge, Classic, Club, Competition, Confident, Energetic, Fight, Gritty, High Energy, Provocative, Pub, Raspy, Raucous, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Street, Swagger, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
73
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Want Some
YOU WANT SOME
With every step I take gonna swing my blade
I'm gonna win my fights no I'm not afraid
TROUBLE RUNS SO DEEP
AND I CAN'T SLEEP
WITH A WORLD OF BATTLES OUT ON THE STREET
HEAR MY DRUM, BABY, IF YOU WANT SOME
I had a lot of ghosts but I killed each one
I'm gonna keep on marching no, I'll never run, yeah
TROUBLE RUNS SO DEEP
AND I WON'T SLEEP
WITH A WORLD OF BATTLES OUT ON THE STREET
HEAR MY DRUM, BABY, IF YOU WANT SOME
If you want some
Oh, You want some
You want some
Oh, You want some
You want some
HEAR MY DRUM, BABY, IF YOU WANT SOME
Raise Some Hell
Artist(s): Brian "Hacksaw" Williams
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Action, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Arena Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Nu Metal
Keywords:
Adventure, Aggressive, Bar, Biker, Bravado, Challenge, Championship, College, Competition, Drinking, Extreme Sports, Fight, Going for it, Hardcore, Heavy, High Energy, Intense, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, NASCAR, Party, Provocative, Rousing, Rowdy, Shuffle, Southern, Street, Teen, Thrash, Thrill Seeker, Tough, Triumph, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
80
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Raise Some Hell
RAISE SOME HELL
Get outta my way I've gotta a one track mind
I'm a man on a mission don't waste my time
No time for sleep, got the pedal to the floor
I got all I need but I could use some more
I'm sittin on top of the world
Right where I wanna be
I'm sittin on top of the world
And there's no stoppin me
I'm gonna Raise Some Hell
And tear it up tonight
I'm gonna Raise Some Hell
And (cuz) there's no end in sight
I ride the edge gonna cross the line
Hell waits for me but it's not my time
I'm pushin' hard, tearing down these walls
I'm flyin high, nothing's gonna break my fall
I'm sittin on top of the world
Right where I wanna be
I'm sittin on top of the world
And there's no stoppin me
I'm gonna Raise Some Hell
And tear it up tonight
I'm gonna Raise Some Hell
And (cuz) there's no end in sight
Roll The Dice
Artist(s): Junkyard Dogs
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Roger Burn (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnin' Down The House Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rockabilly
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Dice, Drinking, Frat, Gambling, Gritty, Motorcycles, Party, Poker, Relationship, Roadhouse, Roll, Rowdy, Southern Rock, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard
BPM:
92
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Roll The Dice
ROLL THE DICE
Last call for alcohol
A shadow by the door
I thought I'd seen it all
Till you walked across the floor
Two o'clock, it's time to rock
Time to pass the test
Thinking fast, I said let's dance
Thank God you said yes
Let's roll the dice on
A sure bet from above
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Come on lucky seven
I just blew into town
The angels up in heaven
Couldn't turn me down
The devil on my shoulder
Said "come on, get it done"
The pounding in my heart
Said "this could be the one"
Let's roll the dice on
A sure bet from above
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
It's cold out on the road
I'm chilled down to the bone
I need someone to keep me warm
And a place to call my home
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Let's roll the dice on
A sure bet from above
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Come on lucky seven
Meat N' Gravy
Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / John Holmes (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Cymblicity Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Indie, Instrumental
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Driving, Energetic, Entertainment News, Extreme Sports, Fun, Heavy, Modern, Power, Radio, Speed, Teen, Tough, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
75
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Hog Heaven
Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Frat, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Southern Rock, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
86
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
E Ticket
Artist(s): The Nick Vincent Project
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Writer(s):
Mike Rosati (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Drinking, Frat, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Southern Rock, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
144
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Spit It Out
Artist(s): Radio Villains
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Writer(s):
Paul Otten (BMI) 50% / Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Classic Rock, Garage Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bar, Bravado, Car, Cocky, Crazy, Dive Bar, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Exciting, Freewheeling, Frenetic, Gritty, Groovy, Highway, Intense, Loose, Loud, Party, Pool Hall, Powerful, Promo, Raw, Retro, Roadhouse, Swagger, Throwback, Upbeat, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Tambourine
BPM:
112
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Spit It Out
Oh, what's that on the tip of your tongue
Something's clearly got your goat
Don't you tip-toe around
Open up your mouth
You got something to say
Well, spit it out now
Don't you waste my precious time
I've had it up to here
Stop jerking me around
Get down to brass tacks
You got something to say
Well, spit it out now
Say it loud, say it proud
Oooh, spit it out now
Say it loud, say it proud
Oooh, spit it out now
Hey, your time is running short
Ain't gonna get no second chance
You just gotta man up
Shoot straight from the hip
You got something to say
Well, spit it out now
Say it loud, say it proud
Oooh, spit it out now
Say it loud, say it proud
Oooh, spit it out now
Oh, what's that on the tip of your tongue
Something's clearly got your goat
Don't you tip-toe around
Open up your mouth
You got something to say
Well, spit it out now
Don't you waste my precious time
I've had it up to here
Stop jerking me around
Get down to brass tacks
You got something to say
Well, spit it out now
Say it loud, say it proud
Oooh, spit it out now
Say it loud, say it proud
Oooh, spit it out now
Say it loud, say it proud
Oooh, spit it out now
Oooh, spit it out now
Oooh, spit it out now
Lose Control
Artist(s): Radio Villains
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Writer(s):
Paul Otten (BMI) 50% / Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Classic Rock, Garage Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bar, Car, Crazy, Dive Bar, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Exciting, Freewheeling, Frenetic, Gritty, Groovy, Highway, Intense, Let Go, Loose, Party, Pool Hall, Powerful, Promo, Raw, Retro, Roadhouse, Shelter, Swagger, Throwback, Unhinged, Upbeat, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Shakers, Tambourine
BPM:
116
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Lose Control
Flip your switch and feast your eyes on this
Come on get your grip
Come take a ride with it's on
Let your inhibitions go and run with it
Abandon ship oh yeah abandon ship
Lose control
Lose control
Lose yourself
Let it roll
Lose control
Lose control
Abandon ship
And let it go
Take your head out of it go with the flow
There's no trick to it jump right in and go
Ain't no better time just shoot right from the hip
Flip your script come on now flip your script
Lose control
Lose control
Lose yourself
Let it roll
Lose control
Lose control
Abandon ship
And let it go
Welcome to your brand new life
Welcome and enjoy the ride
Aww aww aww aww aww aww come on
Aww aww aww aww aww aww come on
Aww aww aww come on and flip your script
Aww aww aww come on and flip your script
Hmn, lose control
Hmn, come on and lose control
Lose control
Lose control
Lose yourself
Let it roll
Lose control
Lose control
Abandon ship
And let it go
Let it go now
Lose control, let it go now
Lose control, let it go now
Lose yourself, let it go now
Let it roll, let it go now
Lose control, let it go now
Lose control, let it go now
Abandon ship, let it go now
Let it go now, let it go now
Oh he
Way Down South
Artist(s): Rich Judd
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Richard Judd (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Southern Rock
Keywords:
Air Guitar, Attitude, Bad Ass, Ballsy, Bar, Biker, Confident, Convict, Crime, Criminal, Desperate, Epic, Face Melter, Face Melting, Gritty, Guitar Hero, Guitar Shop, Guitar Shred, Guitar Solo, Hair Band, Hair Metal, Heavy, Highway, Loud, Motorcycle, Outlaw, Pool Hall, Powerful, Rebellious, Reckless, Riff, Roadhouse, Rocking Out, Rowdy, Shred, Shredding, Shredding Guitar Solo, Southern, Sports, Stripper, Tattoo, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ, Solo Electric Guitar
Year Recorded:
2017
BPM:
90
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Way Down South
Had to run, yeah get outta town
Cross the border a desperate man
Had to find a place I could hide
That an outlaw understands
Some dirty business back in the states
Had me runnin' straight through hell's gate
Way Down South
Where the devil gets his due
Way Down South
Where a man must face the truth
Talkin' 'bout Way Down South
Didn't mean to do what I did
But I did it anyway
Had to run fast as I could run
Lord I knew I couldn't stay
All that dirty business back in the states
Had me runnin' straight to my fate
Way Down South
Where the devil gets his due
Way Down South
Where a man must face the truth
Talkin' 'bout Way Down South
The day the law finally let me out
I headed right back way down south...
Way Down South
Where the devil gets his due
Way Down South
Where a man must face the truth
Talkin' 'bout Way Down South
If You Make It To Hell
Artist(s): The Next New Nothings
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Patrick McCann (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Garage, Indie, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Crazy, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Hell, Intense, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skatepark, Snotty, Trashy, Unruly, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
89
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
If You Make It To Hell
If You Make It To Hell
The Shadow People came to get me tonight
On a pale horse, grinning evil death as they ride
And, I'm smiling, 'cause I know that it must be my time
And, I'm waving, ready to ante up for my crimes
Come and get me right now
Come and get me right now
But, if you make it to Hell
Before I do
Don't forget to save a seat for two
We'll go swimming down into the burning fire sea
And, I cannot think of any place I'd rather be
I'd rather be.
Walk On The Wild Side
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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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:
1960s, 1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Bumpers, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Attitude, Bar, Classic, Club, Confident, Desire, Extreme, Fun, Gritty, Groove, Heavy, Infomercial, Love, Promo, Psychedelic, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Tough, Travel, Trippy, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ
BPM:
100
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Walk On The Wild Side
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
I've seen everything that a man can see
And I've been everywhere you could ever wanna be
Like the eagle flies I just wanna be free
Got the clothes on my back and that's all I need
Girl, come with me, I can turn your life around
Ain't nobody gonna ever tie us down
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
I've done everything that a man can do
I've been called a saint, been called a sinner too
Like a gypsy child I was born to roam
And where I spend the night that's where I call my home
Girl don't listen to what other people say
They'll just tell you not to throw your life away
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
Girl, come with me, I can turn your life around
Ain't nobody gonna ever tie us down
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
Sure Fire Lover
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Deborah Holland (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Booli Mooli Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Red Hairing Music (BMI) 16.67%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ, Piano
BPM:
131
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sure Fire Lover
SURE FIRE LOVER
I've had my eye on you for so long
Is it such a crime, would it be so wrong
You strut on by, you act so cool
My friends say "When you gonna wake up, fool"
Well. I'm down on my knees, I ain't askin' for much
Just one night of your lovin' touch
CHORUS:
I'm a sure fire lover – I aim to please
I'm a sure fire lover – you're such a tease
I'm gonna get your love one way or another
'Cos I'm a sure fire lover
Well, Monday through Friday, all down the line
Every time I ask – the same reply
You say you're home at night, but, girl, I'm wise
I see you out on the town with other guys
Well, it's sittin' right there in the palm of your hand
The deal of a lifetime, a real man
CHORUS
I'm a sure fire lover – hot on your trail
I'm a sure fire lover – the tough never fail
I'm gonna win your love one way or another
'Cos I'm a sure fire lover
Well, you've got me low-down – high in your ivory tower
I'm gonna hang around until you let me show you some real love power
CHORUS
Redheads, Brunettes And Blondes
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow & the Boys from Home
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Blue Collar, Cars, Classic, Club, Confident, Driving, Fun, Good Time, Gritty, Happy, Heartland, Jukebox, Line Dance, Money, Motorcycle, Party, Playful, Promo, Redneck, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Southern, Sports, Texas, Toe Tapping, Tough, Travel, Truck Stop, Upbeat, Western, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Piano
BPM:
78
Key:
G
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Redheads, Brunettes And Blondes
Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Some guys like what they can buy
With the almighty dollar bill
Fancy clothes, fancy cars
And a big house on the hill
Well all I need is the simple things
To keep me goin' strong
Rock 'n Roll music, ice cold beer
And Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Short and tall, I love them all
I wish they could all be mine
Thank God for those lovely women
Who like to party and have a good time
The way they walk, the way they talk
You know they really got it goin' on
Yeah the finest girls in the whole wide world are those
Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Well I don't need no fashion queen
Or a multimillionaire
The thing that really turns me on
Is the color of their hair
You might say I'm picky
But I don't think that's wrong
Cause the only kind of girls I like
Are Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Short and tall, I love them all
I wish they could all be mine
Thank God for those lovely women
Who like to party and have a good time
The way they walk, the way they talk
You know they really got it goin' on
Yeah the finest girls in the whole wide world are those
Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Solo
Short and tall, I love them all
I wish they could all be mine
Thank God for those lovely women
Who like to party all the time
The way they walk, the way they talk
You know they really got it goin' on
Yeah the finest girls in the whole wide world are those
Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Yeah the finest girls in the whole wide world are those
Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Mumblin' And Stumblin'
Artist(s): The Nick Vincent Project
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Writer(s):
Mike Rosati (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Country, Instrumental, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Drinking, Frat, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Southern Rock, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Piano
BPM:
129
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Long Road Back To Eden
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Classic, Drinking, Driving, Emotional, Heartfelt, Heartland, Heaven, Long Road, Roadhouse, Southern, Swamp, Tough, Travel
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
118
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Long Road Back To Eden
LONG ROAD BACK TO EDEN
Desert sand blew by the door
Heard the chain slide in the groove
Two green eyes staring back at me
I had everything to lose
I had to see her once again
Feel her touch just one more time
And as I walked inside that room
I closed the door on the world outside
Oh, love can make you blind
It's a long road back to Eden
And I'll make it there someday
But it's easy to get lost along the way
There is something I believe in
That's just beyond my reach
It's a long road back to Eden for me
She never said a word to me
Every move was understood
She led me right up to the edge
And I held on as best I could
I came to her to find myself
Like a moth drawn to a flame
And for a moment I was sure
Life would never be the same
Oh, some things never change
It's a long road back to Eden
And I'll make it there someday
But it's easy to get lost along the way
There is something I believe in
That's just beyond my reach
It's a long road back to Eden for me
Maybe I should look somewhere else
Maybe I'm just fooling myself
Solo
Chorus out
Leave All This Behind
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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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:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Frat, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Southern Rock, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Slide Guitar, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
142
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Leave All This Behind
LEAVE ALL THIS BEHIND
I've been around the world, thought I'd seen it all
Left a thousand girls, 'n' never thought I'd fall in love
But girl you changed my mind
Now I ask myself, can I leave all this behind
From the China wall to the pyramids
I would hit and run, yeah that's what I did 'til you
Girl, you looked so fine
I gotta ask myself how could I leave all this behind
Let's turn out the lights, bolt all the doors
I tossed my little black book
Don't need it no more with you
You're all that's on my mind
Yeah it's oh so clear I'll never leave all this behind
I've gotta have you girl - I can't leave all this behind
I been around the world - you're all that's on my mind
Yeah it's oh so clear I'll never leave all this behind
Go To Sleep Afraid
Artist(s): Alive
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 50% / Lance Morrison (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, 2000s, Alternative, Heavy Metal, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Angry, Angst, Army, Attitude, Axious, Bad Dreams, Basketball, Bleak, Break Out, Breakup, Cadillac, City, Closed eyes, Commercial, Confident, Crunchy, Darkness, Detuned, Divorce, Drinking, Driving, Dying, Escape, Extreme Sports, Fast Cars, Fear, Fierce, Fiery, Football, Free, Freedom, Fun, Grunge, Happy, Hard, Heartland, Heavy, High Energy, Hockey, Independence, Jet, Love Ride, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Nightmare, One More Night, Pain, Party, Plane, Prison, Promo, Raucous, Rebellious, Relationship ending, Relief, Riff, Roadhouse, Rousing, Rowdy, Run, Scared, Scream, Separation, Sleep, Solo, Sports, Stage Dive, Tense, Tough, Trailer, Travel, Urgent, Vacation, War, Yearning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
78
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Go To Sleep Afraid
Go To Sleep Afraid
One day to go
Another night is all I'm facing now
I kiss away all the darkness I come face to face with now
My lucky soul
Just one more time to close my eyes then go
I felt the pain
Felt the fear of things that are hiding everywhere
One more night I've gotta pray that I arise to see the day
One more night I go to sleep afraid
One more time up against the wall
Survive the night and I am gone
One more night I go to sleep afraid
Out of control
All the pictures of a life so far away
This rolling stone is headed back there as soon as I escape
One more time up against the wall
Survive the night and I am gone
One more time I go to sleep afraid
What cha gonna do when it all comes down
One more time I go to sleep afraid
What cha gonna do when it all comes down
One more time I go to sleep afraid
One more time I go to sleep afraid
One more time I go to sleep afraid
One more night I've gotta pray that I arise to see the day
One more night I go to sleep afraid
One more time up against the wall
Survive the night and I am gone
One more night to go to sleep afraid
go to sleep afraid
Go Man Go
Artist(s): The Nick Vincent Project
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Writer(s):
Mike Rosati (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Rock & Roll
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, British, Cars, Classic, Club, Diner, Drinking, Fun, Gritty, Heartland, Motorcycles, Party, Promo, Roadhouse, Sports, Tough, Travel
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
148
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Fractured
Artist(s): Sixx Gunnz
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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, Hard Rock, Indie, Instrumental
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Driving, Energetic, Entertainment News, Extreme Sports, Fun, Heavy, High Energy, Modern, Power, Radio, Speed, Teen, Tough, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
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