Tracks Similar To Motor Psycho
You Can't Catch Me
Artist(s): Krankheadz
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 33.34% / Lance Morrison (ASCAP) 33.33% / Matthew Laug (ASCAP) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Classic Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal
Keywords:
Break Away, Break Out, Classic, Cops, Cycle, Deranged, Distortion, Driving, Energy, Escape, Feedback, Freeway, Gang, Guitar Solo, Harley Davidson, Highway Patrol, Hog, Insane, Jail, Leather, Police, Prison, Riff, Road, Running Away, Speed
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
77
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Can't Catch Me
YOU CAN'T CATCH ME
Feel the heat coming down on me
They're closing in, but soon they'll see
Their never gonna keep me down
Gonna try every trick in the book, but there's no way
Stop me from breaking out and breaking away
You can't catch me
I'm lightning in a bottle
You can't catch me
I'm already gone
It's a struggle just keepin' on so I've got my head down
I'm battle tested, and battle worn
And I'm still hanging 'round
You can't catch me
I'm lightning in a bottle
You can't catch me
I'm gone, gone, gone
Another day in this crazy life
It's the same old song
Gotta fight for your rights
You can't catch me
I'm lightning in a bottle
You can't catch me
No, no, no
You can't catch me
You can't catch me
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
Hollow Earth
Artist(s): The Infected
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Writer(s):
Aaron Johnson (SESAC) 30% / Armand Tambouris (ASCAP) 30% / Dustin Kithcart (ASCAP) 10% / Terry Gorka (BMI) 30%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 30% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 40% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 30%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Acid, Aggressive, Angry, Bar, Biker, Bleak, British, Brooding, Car, Classic, Concert, Crime, Dark, Death, Dirty, Dive Bar, Drinking, Driving, Drop D, Drugs, England, Evil, Gang, Gritty, Guitar Solo, Haunting, Heavy, Highway, Menacing, Motorcycle, Negative, Nihilist, Pool Hall, Power, Raw, Retro, Riff, Roadhouse, Sinister, Sleazy, Tempo Change
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
63
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hollow Earth
Head below the surface
Follow to the core
There you'll find the secrets
To mysterious hollow earth
If heaven is below us
Then hell must be the sun
I find it most peculiar
That you think you know who won
We're on an expedition
A race to save your mind
Halfway to the center
Patience running short
I see you filled with anger
Now I know the one you serve
We're on a holy mission
And I'm afraid we're losing time
Boiling point is what you scream
Cause now you feel regret
Salvation is what you seek
But it hasn't happened yet
You thought you would clean your slate
On your first try
Now you're falling to your knees
As you pray to die
Been a long day
Been a long day
Been a long day
Been a long day
You live in sorrow
Your soul is hollow
You can't be bothered
To meet the father
I'm Anti-Human
Artist(s): The Infected
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Writer(s):
Aaron Johnson (SESAC) 25% / Armand Tambouris (ASCAP) 35% / Dustin Kithcart (ASCAP) 20% / Terry Gorka (BMI) 20%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 25% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 55% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 20%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Acid, Aggressive, Angry, Bar, Biker, Bleak, British, Brooding, Car, Classic, Concert, Crime, Dark, Death, Dirty, Dive Bar, Drinking, Driving, Drop D, Drugs, England, Evil, Gang, Gritty, Guitar Solo, Haunting, Heavy, Highway, Menacing, Motorcycle, Negative, Nihilist, Pool Hall, Raw, Retro, Riff, Roadhouse, Sinister, Sleazy, Spiraling
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
178
Key:
C♯/D♭
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I'm Anti-Human
Just another policy to take away your fun
Just another politician playing with his gun
You don't understand at all
They just wait for you to fall
Just another false religion reaching for the sky
Just another preacher selling you a place to die
No trial
No process
The extinction has begun
CHORUS:
Don't follow
Me nowhere
I'll crucify
Another lie
cause I'm anti-human
Just another television with their talking heads
Better make the right decision before you are dead
They don't understand at all
They will never see me fall
Cause I'm anti-human
Something's Come Over Me
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:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Bumpers, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Transitions
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Cars, Classic, Club, Confident, Exercise, Fun, Gritty, Groove, Heartland, Motorcycle, Playful, Promo, Redneck, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Shuffle, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough, Travel, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Something's Come Over Me
SOMETHING'S COME OVER ME
Something's come over me
'Cuz I've never felt this way
Something's come over me
'Cuz I've never felt this way
My head is dizzy, my knees are weak
Feels like I got the bug
Something's come over me
Lord, it must be love
Something's got a hold on me
And it just won't let me go
Something's got a hold on me
And it just won't let me go
Well I can't run and I can't fight
And I can't get enough
Something's got a hold on me
Lord, it must be love
For what I got there ain't no cure
No pill that I can take
'Cuz when I hold you in my arms
My fever just won't break
SOLO
For what I got there ain't no cure
No pill that I can take
'Cuz when I hold you in my arms
My fever just won't break
Something's come over me
And I think it's here to stay
Something's come over me
And I think it's here to stay
My soul's on fire when you're around
My body's burnin' up
Something's come over me
Lord, it must be love
Something's come over me
Lord, it must be love
Something's come over me
Lord, and it must be love
Take Me Home
Artist(s): Anthony Coker and the Majestics
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Writer(s):
Brian Anthony Coker (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bar, Biker, Bluesy, Bouncy, Chasing, Concert, Crowd, Distortion, Dive Bar, Driving, Hair Band, Highway, Jukebox, Love, Muscle, Nostalgic, Pleading, Raucous, Relationship, Retro, Tough, Women
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
132
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Take Me Home
Oh girl, you've been killing me from the start
Diamond eyes shooting through my heart
You've been taking all my time
and I've been waiting all my life
CHORUS:
So mama, Wont you please take me home?
Mama, wont you please take me home
Oh oh why wont you even look my way?
Oh oh please dont make me wait another day
Who really knows what's meant to be?
So, might as well take a chance with me
CHORUS
Don't you know you're driving me crazy
With your "I'm not sure's, no's, and maybe's"
Give me an answer I haven't gotten lately
C'mon
You've been taking all my time
And I've been waiting all my life
CHORUS
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.
Sign Of The Times
Artist(s): Mudgum
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Ronald Jamie Dunlap (BMI) 50% / Wendy E. Feldstein (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, 2000s, Grindcore, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal, Speed Metal
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Armor, Battle, Chugging, Crowd, Crunch, Current Events, Damage, Danger, Darkness, Death, Destruction, Distortion, Doom, Escape, Fear, Fight, Hide, Horror, Hot Rod, Hunger Games, Hunt, Impending Doom, Intense, Leather, Massive, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Never Surrender, News, No Escape, No Mercy, Pessimist, Powerful, Promo, Racing, Running, Running Away, Scream, Shelter, Sports, Survival, The Devil, War, Weak Vs. Strong, double bass
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sign Of The Times
Once you've started
There's no turning back
In this existence
Defend and attack
No white flag, no mercy
So cover your ears
And what are you scared of ?
There's nothing but fear
Put on your helmet
Prepare to dig in
In this world the battle
gets under your skin
No hope just injustice
So cover your ass
look to the future
and bury the past
This world's gonna eat you alive
It's a sign of the times
One chance the strong will survive
So put your armor on
It's a sign of the times
Look in the mirror
You're losing your mind
The road to destruction
Is littered with mines
They chase you
They're closing
They're hunting you down
Keep running for cover
Don't ever slow down
So tighten your buckles
And button your lip
And if you get lucky you'll give them the slip
Keep searching for shelter
Leave no one behind
The weak are devoured in time
This world's gonna eat you alive
It's a sign of the times
One chance the strong will survive
So put your armor on
put your armor on
This world's gonna eat you alive
It's a sign of the times
One chance the strong will survive
So put your armor on
put your armor on
Hot In The City
Artist(s): Krankheadz
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 50% / Matthew Laug (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Sports
Keywords:
Aggressive, Big Event, Championship, City, Double Kick, Driving, Exciting, Fun, Game Time, Guitar Solo, Half Time Show, Hammer On, Kick Off, Sexy, Showtime, Shredding, Shuffle
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Group Vocals, Guitar
BPM:
114
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Hot In The City
Uptown Downtown - everywhere
You can feel the heat
rising in the air
East Side – West side
All around
Got to feel the fire
burning up this town
This is the place
Today's the day
Yeah this inferno's gonna blow you away
Woo Hoo
It's getting hot in the city tonight
Woo Hoo
So hot in the city tonight
Move On Down The Road
Artist(s): Sugaray
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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:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Bayou, Biker, Chicago, Classic, Club, Confident, Delta, Free, Freedom, Gritty, Heartland, Hobo, Louisiana, Memphis, Mississippi, Motorcycle, Raunchy, Redneck, Retro, Road, Roadhouse, Roots, Rowdy, Shuffle, Southern, Strut, Swamp, Texas, Tough, Tramp, Travel, Trucker, Trucks, Vagabond
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
120
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Move On Down The Road
Move On Down The Road
I'm gonna move, move on down the road
I'm gonna move, move on down the road
You know there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
I'm gonna roll, roll on down the line
I'm gonna roll, roll on down the line
I got the pedal to the metal
Gonna leave my blues behind
I woke up this morning
Didn't know where I was
She said why you leaving
I said baby just because
I gotta move, move on down the road
You know there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
Don't know where I'm going
Don't know where I've been
Just know in the morning
I'll be on my way again
I'm gonna move, move on down the road
You know there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
Yeah there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
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
Slam Dance
Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / John Holmes (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Cymblicity Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Action, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Metal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bar, Brawl, Chase, Classic, Club, Drinking, Driving, Energetic, Extreme Sports, Guitar Shred, Guns, Hair Band, Intense, Mayhem, Murder, NASCAR, Powerful, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Shredding, Speed, Sunset Strip, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
84
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Let's Ride
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
2000s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Chaos, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Gypsy, Jail, Killer, Mean, Mid East, Middle Eastern Influence, Mug Shot, Murder, NYC, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Party, Prison, Radio, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Upbeat, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
140
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Let's Ride
LET'S RIDE
CHORUS
LET"S RIDE
Gotta hit the street – we packin' heat – we movin'
LET'S RIDE
Got the AK cocked, it's ready to pop – let's do it
LET'S ROLL
We comin' for ya – gunnin' for ya
So LET'S RIDE – Let's RIDE
VERSE 1
Gotta creep down the street when I hold the heat
Pop pop them drop them off of they feet
Ghetto chicks love it when I drop the beat
Tell em dirts done better hide the gun
Out on the stoop like what what
Officer ima have to duck
Straight out of luck better pass the buck
Aint nobody doin no gangsta ish
Im an educated thug I aint dangerous
Soon as popo done leave the spot
Better bet in a minute im cocked and locked
Hop in the whip 300 dropped
But it aint in my name if I get cold caught
Caught a bid once so I cant get dropped
It's a gangsta thing hit low when I swing
Got about 5 chicks waitin for that ring
Spend funny money like it aint no thing
Hook that cook that thing up
Better get blinged up
If you wanna ride with me
Gotta take control
Like an animal im on parole I don't pay the toll
Rolex on froze cuz I love them hoes
Made em arch they back as they touch they toes
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Got that dough betta bet we froze
Sippin on Veuve Cliquot you know
Cant mess with this in a 9 by 6
Shut them lips and it better be quick
2 holes in the chest start to switch
rap about it when I put it on the mix
make a hit stack bricks I am legit
I will click click then pow!
Chicks on the tip take one then flip
Out the back door when im done with it
Go to the show when they climb them poles
Better believe you wont get no dough
On the dance floor man out of control
On the blow when they pop the roll
Ak cocked so don't talk no mo
Smoke then roll nice and slow
Creepin up with he black tint windows
Better duck when you see me on the go
Yes yes get that get that fresh fresh
Hit that hit that hold the smoke
No beginner no choke
Roll up the dutch that's what I wrote
Ima pop the clutch I don't shoot no dope
Put a lazer scope on top of the do'
CHORUS
Verse 3
Blast ya gat ya off ya feet
I never rush im all low on the street
Keep it cool like luke cuz im ready to shoot
Lay down on the ground look what I found
Yeyo in the trunk man about a pound
I could flip that yo thats how I get down
Gotta get that dough then I pass it out
Gotta maintain without a doubt
Puff that puff that pass pass
Ruff that ruff that gas gas
Chalk it up then I cook it up
Rock it up up then I hook it up
Gotta get dirty bills man that's wussup
Pour a sip on the ground for the soldiers told ya
Puff that puff that pass pass
Ruff that ruff that gas gas
Daily Grind For Your Dinner
Artist(s): Fastmud
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 50% / Matthew Laug (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Alternative, British, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Brash, Cash, Classic, Combat, Cynical, Daily Grind, Energetic, Fiery, Gritty, Gutsy, Hard Times, Job, Labor, London, Make Ends Meet, Minimum wage, Money, Paycheck, Punching In, Rambunctious, Raspy, Raucous, Rebellious, Rowdy, Salary, Street, The Tube, Underdog, Underground, Volatile, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
146
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Daily Grind For Your Dinner
Daily Grind For Your Dinner
Yeah yeah yeah
Just another day
Daily grind for your dinner
Just a slave, dust and grime under my fingers
Never have it made
Looking for a way to get richer
So I'm working late
Now it feels like every day's a blur to me
Searching for prosperity now
It's never a new day
Waking up
Got the sun beat by an hour
Punching in and punching out for a dollar
Can't get ahead
Bank account's growing thinner
Just another day
Now it feels like every day's a blur to me
Searching for prosperity now
It's never a new day
Now, It's never a new day
Just another day
Daily grind for your dinner
Punching in and punching out for a dollar
Can't get ahead
Bank account's growing thinner
Just another day
Daily grind for your dinner
A Taste For It
Artist(s): Sonic Chronic
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Heavy Metal, Indie, Industrial, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal
Keywords:
Addiction, Adrenaline, Aggressive, Angry, Angst, Championship, Drugs, Electronic, Extreme Sports, Gang, Gritty, Heavy Guitar, High Energy, Mosh Pit, NASCAR, Playoffs, Racing, Raunchy, Rebellious, Rocker, Skiing, Snowboarding, Speed, Stadium, Stage Dive, Surfing, Victory
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
115
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
A Taste For It
A Taste For It
Just a step across the line is all it's gonna take
See yourself redefined.
Is it worth the chance you take?
You can't go back in time to change your heart, to change your mind
Once across that border line you lose yourself forever
Once you've got a taste for it
Once you've got a taste for it
Once you've got a taste for it there ain't no turning back
Fool of hearts headed blindly to the point of no return
A bigger man. A sense of pride.
But it's action and not words that push you to the point to play with fire and destroy the soul once deep inside the boy now is lost forever
Once you've got a taste for it
Once you've got a taste for it
Once you've got a taste for it there ain't no turning back
Once you've got a taste for it
Once you've got a taste for it
You can't go back in time to change your heart, to change your mind
Once across that border line you lose yourself forever
Once you've got a taste for it
Once you've got a taste for it
Once you've got a taste for it there ain't no turning back
Reach For The Sky
Artist(s): Legion
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Writer(s):
John Vincent O'Regan (PRS) 50% / Philip Vincent D'Ercole (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal
Keywords:
Action, Air Guitar, Arena, Championship, Determination, Driving, Empowered, Energetic, Epic, Excitement, Face Melter, Face Melting, Fast, Game On, Guitar Hero, Guitar Licks, Guitar Shop, Guitar Solo, Hair Band, Head Banging, Jock Rock, Metal, Motorcycles, NASCAR, Party, Playoff, Power, Rising Above, Rock Concert, Shred, Shredding, Sports, Testosterone, Trucks
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Solo Electric Guitar
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
135
Key:
F♯/G♭
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Reach For The Sky
REACH FOR THE SKY
VERSE 1
Rising from the ashes
You've been down for far too long
Gonna tear down all the walls
Put you back where you belong
Look at all the faces
Trying to get up on the stage
50 thousand watts of power
Putting you in a rage
PRE-CHORUS
Don't try to stop
What you just can't explain
Pretty soon everyone
Will know your name
CHORUS
Reach for the sky
Don't wanna know the reason why
Raise your fist up high
This is all you know
Reach for the sky
'Til it's time to say goodbye
Until the day we die
We're going for broke, goin' for broke
VERSE 2
Standing in the spotlight
Give it all you got
You always knew that deep inside
All you needed was just one shot
Rising from the ashes
You've been down for far too long
Gonna tear down all the walls around you
Put you back where you belong
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS (2x)
Reach for the sky (6x)
Carburetor
Artist(s): Cat Among The Crows
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Writer(s):
Tracy Horenbein (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Hardcore Punk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Car, Crazy, Distortion, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Fast, Fight, Garage, Gritty, Hell, Highway, Intense, Lo Fi, Lo-Fi, Loud, Mechanic, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Racing, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skate Park, Snotty, Speed, Trashy, Unruly
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
138
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Carburetor
She's got a motor like a two-headed knife
And her pistons are bumpin' high
Well you know that she's ready to ride
She's got flames runnin' down her side
Come on baby, com on
Let me carburete you
She's got a motor like a two-headed knife
And she sticks it into overdrive
Well the needle's bumpin' the red line
She's got flames runnin' down her side
Come and take me for a ride
You know I gotta get inside
Come on baby come on
Let me carburete you
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
Blow My Mind
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul Otten (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Indie Pop, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Pop Rock
Keywords:
Astonishment, Catchy, Celebratory, Driving, Energy, Feel Good, Grateful, Heartfelt, Infatuated, Lively, Love, Lucky, Mersey Beat, Montage, Passionate, Positive, Relationship, Sincere, Surprise, Sweet
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Percussion, Piano
BPM:
135
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Blow My Mind
My heart jumped when you opened my eyes
Oh oh, whoa oh
A fire sparked way down inside
Oh oh, whoa oh
Before you I was a lifeless fool
Oh oh, whoa oh
You knocked me out, you changed my tune
Oh oh, whoa oh
Pre-CH:
And I can't believe my luck
No I can't believe my luck
CHORUS:
You blow my mind
Every single time
Oh you never cease to amaze me baby
You blow my mind
Oh you're so fine
Oh somebody pinch me I must be dreaming
My whole life was a broken record
Oh oh, whoa oh
But you spun me round in a new direction
Oh oh, whoa oh
BRIDGE:
Oh I just can't get enough
Yeah I just can't get enough
The Warning - Take My Time
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, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Energetic, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skatepark, Snotty, Tempo Change, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
90
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Warning - Take My Time
The Warning - Take My Time
My time has ended
But, before I go
Tell all those cowards
That they should know
That the Storm is coming
It's almost time
It's death tune hummin
To end their lives.
Every single day
You just couldn't wait
To put another silver bullet into my head
Had my head on straight
But, that just dissipates
When every, little, single thing we do is a regret
I'll just take my time with you
I got nothin' to lose
Anyway, I got nothin' better to do.
She Said No
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, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Confusion, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Frat Party, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skatepark, Skater, Snotty, Uncertainty, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
86
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
She Said No
She Said No
I had a moment, then it all went straight to Hell
I only hope that things just went the same for you, as well
I'm on my banded knee, begging you to set me free
And, as she turned away, I knew you wouldn't lie to me
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no'
You had my heart and then you, stabbed me blinding hate
My blood was not enough to quench your agonizing pain
I saw your deadened eyes, spider locked inside your mind
It made me think to me at your leisure you could always dine
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no'
She said, 'no no no no no no.'
Post Next Day Animal Blues
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, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Energetic, Frat Party, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Loud, Mosh Pit, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skate Park, Skater, Snotty, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
111
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Post Next Day Animal Blues
Post Next Day Animal Blues
I wear no shoeshine, baby
Up on my knees
You want my dollar you still have to say please
My ego burns at, maybe, thousand degrees
And, if it ever gets that high it's gonna end terminally
I got those post next day animal blues
Got those post next day animal blues
And, if I ever get my life again
If I ever sleep again
If I ever find my friends
I just don't remember when
She keeps my engines, baby, hopped full of speed
Come on right over, maybe, and rage with me
I got your presents, neatly, kept out of reach
And, if I ever get to them it's gonna be the death of me
I got those post next day animal blues
Got those post next day animal blues
And, if I ever get my life again
If I ever sleep again
If I ever find my friends
I just don't remember when
And, I wake up
And, I wake up
I was born to Rage
I was born to Rage
Born to Rage
Born to Rage.
I Don't Know Who I Am
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, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Confusion, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Frat Party, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Intense, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skatepark, Skater, Snotty, Uncertainty, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
76
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Don't Know Who I Am
I'm a bank without a calculator
I'm a drifter always finding home
A goodbye without a see ya later
Aimlessly, always outstretched alone
I'm a city with a vacant sky
A watchman who can never find the time
A pretty lady that's never looking fine
Living lives that never quite were mine
CHORUS:
I don't know who I wanna be
I don't know who I am
The solace of quiet insanity
Comes from life, its simple diagram
I'm a band without a single player
I'm a singer never found a tone
A mirage without a simulator
The perfect number on a broken phone
I don't know who I wanna be
I don't know who I am
The solace of quiet insanity
Comes from life, its simple diagram.
Get Me Where I Need To Go
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, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Distortion, Drinking, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Intense, Loud, Mosh Pit, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Riff, Rowdy, Skatepark, Skater, Snotty, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
83
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Get Me Where I Need To Go
Get Me Where I Need To Go
I had a fit
I must admit
I have to quit
Give it to me softly
This evil place
I must erase
To save my face
Give it to me softly
If I leave tonight
It'll be all right
But, if I wait today
I'm gonna fade away
Get me where I need to go
Get me where I need to go
Get me where I need to go
Get me where I need to go
Wrecking Ball
Artist(s): Mudgum
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Ronald Jamie Dunlap (BMI) 50% / Wendy E. Feldstein (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, 2000s, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Ambition, Battle, Breakup, Champion, Chugging, Competition, Crowd, Crunch, Damage, Death, Distortion, Dreams, Fear, Fight, Hot Rod, Intense, Leather, Massive, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, No Mercy, Powerful, Promo, Racing, Reaching For Glory, Scream, Sports, Survival, The Devil, Victory, Winning, double bass
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
90
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wrecking Ball
Wrecking Ball
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Another day living under the gun - don't you, don't you get it?
Another chance, you either rise or you fall
And I will take you down
Winner takes all - in the fight of your life
Got to lay it all on the line
Winner takes all - on the edge of the knife
Face the glory or the wrecking ball
Yeah yeah yeah
Once you're in there's only one way out, so pray you, pray you make it
The devil's always got his arms stretched out
But don't you fear it now
Winner takes all - in the fight of your life
Got to lay it all on the line
Winner takes all - on the edge of the knife
Face the glory or the wrecking ball
What do you want?
Close your eyes and pray?
Overcome by fear?
You can't wish it all away
Reach inside
No mercy, no tears
The strong will survive
Winners are born every day
Everybody's gonna face the wrecking ball
Everybody's gonna face the wrecking ball someday
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