Tracks Similar To The Devil And Me Makes Three
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
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
Get Into The Conversation
Artist(s): Joshua Coleman
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Writer(s):
Joshua Coleman (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Biker, Cool, Distortion, Grit, Gritty, Heavy, Intense, Loose, Raucous, Raw, Riff, Roadhouse, Rugged, South, Tough, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
131
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Get Into The Conversation
I'm way past desperation
This is a brand new low
It's pain as recreation
This is the final blow
Get into the conversation
You talk and never listen
It's just a one-way street
You ask me what's been happening?
It's called a losing streak
Get into the conversation
Jump on the game
I'm getting tired of trying to explain
I had my share of hard times
You make them all seem mild
You still want me to fix it
While you sit back and smile
Get into the conversation
You've got the same solutions
It's just a different day
It's like an execution
Watching us fade away
Get into the conversation
Jump in the game
I've given up on trying to explain
Where did you disappear to?
You said you'd always try
Well now I barely hear you
It makes me want to cry
Why can't you find it in you
Pull us from the edge?
And help me make it better
And take us off this ledge
I never wanted this life
We're just in different worlds
But I can't speak your language
If you don't say the words
Get into the conversation
Jump in the game
I've given up on trying to explain
Skin Of Your Teeth
Artist(s): Wolfspider
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Writer(s):
Armand Tambouris (ASCAP) 40% / Dustin Kithcart (ASCAP) 20% / Terry Gorka (BMI) 40%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 60% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 40%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Attitude, Bar, Biker, Brooding, Crime, Dark, Dive Bar, Dodged A Bullet, Drinking, Drugs, Gritty, Guitar Solo, Heavy, Highway, Menacing, Motorcycles, Narrow Escape, Overcoming, Pool Hall, Raw, Retro, Riff, Roadhouse, Rough Crowd, Struggle, Throwback
Instruments:
Bass, Cowbell, Drums, Electric Guitar
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
71
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Skin Of Your Teeth
VERSE 1
You know, I'm feelin' lucky
Made it by a hair
Things could've been so bad
I was accused
Had a narrow escape
Alibi was ironclad
PRE CHORUS 1
Made it out alive
But I could hardly breath
CHORUS 1
By the skin of your teeth
Somehow I made it
By the skin of your teeth
That's how I played it
VERSE 2
I was climbing a mountain
Got off the trail
Couldn't find my way back
Went through a valley
I thought I'd die
Had to deal with that
PRE CHORUS 2
I want to give up
Then I broke free
CHORUS 2
By the skin of your teeth
By hook or by crook
By the skin of your teeth
No matter how bad it looked
CHORUS - END
Path
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, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bar, Biker, Bombastic, Cathartic, Dirty, Driving, Fight, Gritty, Highway, Independent, Maverick, Motorcycle, Percussive, Pool Hall, Power, Pursuit, Raw, Relentless, Riff, Roadhouse, Running, Searching, Swagger, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion
BPM:
120
Key:
D
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Path
Stop, you've gone too far
You're out of line
I'm fine the way I am
There, ain't nothing wrong
With the path I'm on
You'll never understand
CHORUS:
When the day is done
I'm gonna make my bed
So don't waste your time trying to change me
Cuz I'm a loaded gun
And I can fire at will
Believe me you don't wanna make me
Cuz your path is yours and my path is mine
So just stay out of my way
I, make no promises
If you go too far
That there won't be a cost
My mind, has been long made up
I won't act the part
I'll never be a pawn
CHORUS 2:
When the day is done
I'm gonna make my bed
So don't waste your time trying to change me
Cuz I'm a loaded gun
And I can fire at will
Believe me you don't wanna make me
Cuz your path is yours and I my path is mine
So just stay out of my way
Cuz your path is yours and I my path is mine
Take it or leave it
Take it or leave it
In the end, it's the choice I've made
It's the path I'd take
No matter what
CHORUS 2
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'll Still Be Standing Here
Artist(s): Rich Judd
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Writer(s):
Joshua Coleman (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Hard Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Attitude, Bad Ass, Ballsy, Bar, Biker, Cocky, Confident, Gritty, Guitar Solo, Heavy, Highway, King, Loud, Motorcycle, Pool Hall, Powerful, Resilience, Riff, Roadhouse, Rugged, Sports, Stamina, Survivor, Tattoo, Tough, Triumphant, Truck Stop, Winner, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
120
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I'll Still Be Standing Here
Drown me in tears
Reduce me to dust
I'll still reappear
I'm going for bust
Got a million or 2 reasons to keep it up
It's thrillin to see me lean in when I'm hanging tough
Count me out you'll wish you hadn't had that doubt
So better luck better luck better luck next time
CHORUS:
Crack the world open look inside of it
I'll be standing there
When everyone else has finally been defeated
I'm the one you want cause I'll still be standing here
So race past the dawn
Or slow to a crawl
Just tell me the plan
I'll capture em' all
Draw a line in the dirt it won't be there for long
There's too much girt in my shirt to be pushed to the ground
I've waited too long to hold back or wait it out so
Get along get along get along this time
CHORUS
Call me up if you want a revolution
I think it's loud and clear
When everyone else has finally been defeated
I'm the one you want cause I'll still be standing here
CHORUS
Time Has Come
Artist(s): Elijah Honey
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Writer(s):
Diona Devincenzi (ASCAP) 50% / Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Action, Apocalypse, Bar, Chase, Confident, Cops, Danger, Desire, Determined, Drive, Driving, Energetic, Fear, Fierce, Fiery, Fire, Gritty, Intense, Loose, Lust, Mean, Motivation, Pool Hall, Raw, Roadhouse, Seedy, Strong, Swaggering, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hammond Organ, Shakers
BPM:
133
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Time Has Come
When the whip comes down
On Judgment Day
There'll be raging fire
There'll be hell to pay
So the time has come
For me to walk
Before I have to run
Yeah, the time has come
For me to walk
Before I have to run
I can hear the storm
Blowing on the wind
I can see the signs
I can taste the fear
So the time has come
I'm gonna walk
Before I have to run
Yeah, the time has come
I'm gonna walk
Before I have to run
All them shameless liars
Hand in hand together
All them faithless souls
Dancing with the devil
Oh the time has come
I'm gonna walk
Before I have to run
Yeah, the time has come
I'm gonna walk
Before I have to run
Yeah, the time has come
I'm gonna walk
Before I have to run
Yeah, the time has come
I'm gonna walk
Before I have to run
I'm gonna walk before I have to run
I'm gonna walk before I have to run
I'm gonna walk before I have to run
Fire In The Belly
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:
1970s, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Action, Apocalypse, Bar, Chase, Confident, Cops, Danger, Desire, Determined, Drive, Driving, Energetic, Fear, Fierce, Fiery, Fire, Gritty, Intense, Loose, Lust, Mean, Motivation, Pool Hall, Raw, Roadhouse, Seedy, Strong, Swaggering, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
116
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Fire In The Belly
(Fire) there's a fire in the belly of the beast
(Fire) oh can't you feel it raging
Don't you, don't you smell the fear in the air
A ticking bomb cackling in the corner
The signs are hiding in plain sight everywhere
The devil's footprints all over your shoulders
We can't go home
Those days are all but gone now
We better brace 'cos it's coming here to stay baby
The noose is getting tighter every second
And the volcano's ready to blow with
(Fire) there's a fire in the belly of the beast
(Fire) oh can't you feel it raging
This ain't your daddy's world no more no, no, no
These ain't the bullets
That you fired from your toy gun
There's no more words kept behind closed doors
Now they're just the fuse
Tied around me and you in the
(Fire) there's a fire in the belly of the beast
(Fire) oh can't you feel it raging
There ain't no one to save us
Ain't no caped crusader
We got no one to blame
While we're fanning the flames
And going insane, hey, hey
Fire, hmn, hmn, hmn yeah
Fire, hmn, hmn, hmn yeah
Fire, hmn, hmn, hmn yeah
Fire
(Fire) there's a fire in the belly of the beast
(Fire) oh can't you feel it raging
(Fire) there's a fire in the belly of the beast
(Fire) oh can't you feel it raging
(Fire) there's a fire in the belly of the beast
(Fire) oh can't you feel it raging
(Fire) oh can't you feel it raging
(Fire) oh can't you feel it raging
Who Makes You Want To Live Your Life
Artist(s): Joshua Coleman
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Writer(s):
Joshua Coleman (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Blues Rock, Hard Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Biker, Bravado, Cocky, Confident, Grit, Gritty, Highway, Macho, Motorcycle, Pool Hall, Riff, Roadhouse, Rugged, Strut, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
84
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Who Makes You Want To Live Your Life
You want a man who understands
Packs more than pleasure in his hands
Don't need someone who ain't no fun
Who's afraid to meet a challenge
Run off of the highest cliff
Change the sunlight with a fist
Hold your future in his kiss
I'm gonna be the guy who makes you want to live your life
I never said let's let this end
If I'm mad I'll tell it to your face
But go ahead, just play dead
Call someone else who makes it safe
Tie me to the railroad tracks
Run a train straight at my head
I'll sit right up and get you back
I'm gonna be the guy who makes you want to live your life
There's nothing you can say that'll make me run away
I know it's your choice but where's your voice?
Cause I know I can't hear you yet
You've given up without a fight
The things you want won't satisfy
The plane's all ready for flight
I'm gonna be the guy who makes you want to live your life
I'm Gonna Get While the Going Is Good
Artist(s): Elijah Honey
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Writer(s):
Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Garage Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
AM Gold, Bar, Confident, Groovy, Highway, Jukebox, Laid Back, Lively, Lo Fi, Lo-Fi, Outlaw, Playful, Pool Hall, Proud, Raw, Riff, Road Trip, Roadhouse, Rough, South, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Tambourine
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
119
Key:
B/C♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I'm Gonna Get While the Going Is Good
I'm Gonna Get While the Going Is Good
VERSE 1
I've got the strangest feeling
I've been here before
And I know that trouble's coming
To kick down my door
CHORUS
So I'm gonna get while the goin' is good
I'm gonna get while the goin' is good
I don't want to run but I know I should
I'm gonna get while the goin' is good
VERSE 2
I've spent a lifetime living
Outside the law
And now they coming after me
For what I've done
CHORUS
So I'm gonna get while the goin' is good
I'm gonna get while the goin' is good
I don't want to run but I know I should
I'm gonna get while the goin' is good
BRIDGE
I hear the whistles blowin'
On down the line
They're closing in on me
But I still got time
I hear the bloodhounds barking
I feel the heat
I hate to say goodbye
But I gotta leave
CHORUS
So I'm gonna get while the goin' is good
I'm gonna get while the goin' is good
I don't want to run but I know I should
I'm gonna get while the goin' is good
I gotta get while the goin' is good
I gotta get while the goin' is good
I don't want to run but I know I should
I gotta get while the goin' is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Invisible Man
Artist(s): Elijah Honey
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Writer(s):
Carla Kay Barlow (ASCAP) 50% / Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Southern Rock
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Biker, Desert, Dirty, Drugs, Grit, Gritty, Highway, Invisible, Lazy, Mean, Pool Hall, Raw, Roadhouse, Roots, Rugged, Slinky, Southern, Swamp, Swampy, Truck Stop, Wanderer
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
79
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Invisible Man
The harder they come
The harder they fall
And that's how it's gonna be
If you keep coming around
I'm taking you down
I'll tell you that much for free
Mirrors are breaking
You're shaking, you're shaking
Now I know you can't take the heat
The harder they come
The harder they fall
You don't mean nothing to me
Hey, invisible man
You're invisible, man
Hey, invisible man
I have seen right through you now
Like everybody has
Yeah, you better believe it, now
You better believe it now
Yeah, you better believe it
You better believe it now
'Cos I'm talking to you
I hope to get through
And make you see where you're goin' wrong
Maybe it's time you heeded the signs
And think about what you done
Hey, invisible man
You're invisible, man
Hey, invisible man
I have seen right through you now
Like everybody has
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I can see right through you
See right through you now
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I have seen right through you now
The harder they come
The harder they fall
And that's how it's gonna be
If you keep coming around
I'm taking you down
I'll tell you that much for free
Mirrors are breaking
You're shaking, you're shaking
Now I know you can't take the heat
The harder they come
The harder they fall
You don't mean nothing to me
Hey, invisible man
You're invisible, man
Hey, invisible man
I have seen right through you now
Like everybody has
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I can see right through you
See right through you now
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I have seen right through you now
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
Best Of The Bad
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:
Alternative Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Arrogant, Attitude, Bad Ass, Bar, Biker, Cars, Cocky, Confident, Desire, Devil, Devious, Fight, Flirtatious, Gritty, Highway, Hot, Lust, Motorcycle, Obsessed, Pool Hall, Powerful, Reckless, Riff, Roadhouse, Sex, Sin, Strip Club, Swagger, Tattoo Parlor, Temptation, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
118
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Best Of The Bad
You come across, as cold as ice
Your eyes are black, their black as night
Something 'bout you, won't leave me alone
Whatever it is got me 'bout to explode
You're the best of the bad you're the best best
Better then I've ever had then the rest rest
Best of the bad you're the best best
Better then I've ever had then the rest rest
Best of the bad
A little Jekll, a little Hyde
You got me fit fit to be tied
Naughty as hell such a drama queen
If you love drama you'll love my love machine
You're the best of the bad you're the best best
Better then I've ever had then the rest rest
Best of the bad you're the best best
Better then I've ever had then the rest rest
Best of the bad
Comin' Atcha
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
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Attitude, Bad Ass, Bar, Biker, Cars, Cocky, Confident, Desire, Fight, Gritty, Highway, Motorcycle, NASCAR, Pool Hall, Powerful, Reckless, Riff, Roadhouse, Sex, Strip Club, Swagger, Tough, Touring
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
104
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Comin' Atcha
I'm super charged
A super man too
Buzzing round your hive
My honey sticks like glue
Gonna turn you on
Gonna sting you girl
Can't run and hide
Now I'm in your world
CHORUS:
I'm comin' atcha with lightening speed
Girl I'm gonna give you what you know you need
Just like a rocket shooting cross your sky
I'm comin' atcha here's my ride
Yeah I'm on to you
Working up a sweat
'Bout to catch you girl
Catch you in my love net
Wanna taste your sweetness
And turn up the heat
The next thing you'll hear
Will be my crazy heartbeat
CHORUS
You're gonna know it soon
Like rockets shootin' towards the moon
I'll take you higher beyond the sun
Way past Jupiter back into my atmosphere
I'm super charged
A super man too
Wanna sting you girl
My honey sticks like glue
Poor Man's Blues
Artist(s): Elijah Honey
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Writer(s):
Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Chill, Desert, Dirty, Druggy, Gritty, Groovy, Highway, Homeless, Laid Back, Lost, Mercy, Pleading, Pool Hall, Poor, Raw, Riff, Roadhouse, Rough, South, Streets, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
96
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Poor Man's Blues
Money makes the world go round
It can raise you up or keep you down
We're all slaves to cold hard cash
It seems to me it just ain't fair
Some got much too much
But I got none
Multi-million dollar deals
Supercars and penthouse suites
While I'm standing on the welfare line
Hey brother can you spare a dime?
Some got much too much
But I got none
Yeah, I got the poor man's blues
Yeah, I got the poor man's blues
Yeah, I got the poor man's blues
Money makes the world go round
Money makes the world go round
Money makes the world go round
Money makes the world go round
Some got much too much
While I got none
Some got much too much
While I got none
Some got much too much
But I got none
Some got much too much
But I got none
Yeah, I got the poor man's blues
Yeah, I got the poor man's blues
Yeah, I got the poor man's blues
I got the poor man's blues
And that's a fact
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...........
Sucker Punch
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, Bar Fight, Boxing, Brawl, Car, Crazy, Distortion, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Explicit Lyrics, Fast, Fight, Garage, Gritty, Hell, Highway, Intense, Lo Fi, Lo-Fi, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skate Park, Snotty, Speed, Trashy, Unruly
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
166
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sucker Punch
Runnin' your mouth, you just don't stop
Talkin' s*** you haven't got
Don't hesitate to use my fist
I wanna stay cool, but I'm just too pissed
Run your mouth
Sucker punch is gonna knock you out
Run your mouth
Sucker punch is gonna knock you out
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
You Can't Fight Fire With Gasoline
Artist(s): Radio Villains
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Writer(s):
Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Action, Bar, Chase, Confident, Cops, Danger, Desire, Determined, Drive, Driving, Energetic, Fierce, Fiery, Fire, Gritty, Intense, Loose, Lust, Mean, Pool Hall, Raw, Roadhouse, Strong, Swaggering, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Shakers
BPM:
93
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Can't Fight Fire With Gasoline
Jeepers creepers, holy cow
I can't believe what's going down
There's violence, there's bloody scenes
There's people dying on the streets
Ain't we learned nothing at all
You don't find peace by going to war
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
With gasoline
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
With gasoline
We may not see eye to eye
But two wrongs never made a right
And who's the real enemy
Is it them or is it we?
Ain't we learned nothing at all
You don't find peace by going to war
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
With gasoline
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
With gasoline
Mama mia, Jeez Louise
Can you believe what's happening?
Ain't we learned nothing at all
You don't find peace by going to war
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
With gasoline
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
You can't fight fire
With gasoline
Shake Down
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul C. Otten (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bar, Cash, Casino, Caught, Criminal, Desert, Gritty, Groovy, Heist, Highway, Hustler, Mean, Poker, Pool Hall, Raw, Retro, Riff, Roadhouse, Robbery, Southern, Swagger, Throwback, Tough, Villain
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion
BPM:
95
Key:
G♯m/A♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Shake Down
Been caught in a charade
Boy didn't go, didn't go the way you planned
If running a racket is your game
You better come up, come up with a better hand
CHORUS:
Ain't nothing but a shake down
(Been caught red handed)
Ain't nothing but a shake down
(Go on admit it)
Ain't nothing but a shake down
(Been caught red handed)
Ain't nothing but a shake down
Thought you could take me for a fool
Boy you better watch, better watch watch your back
You come in here trying to play it cool
But your little plan, your little plan went off the track
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
No sleep for the restless
CHORUS
Seeker
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, Blues Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bad Ass, Bar, Big, Biker, Desert, Dreaming, Gritty, Groovy, Highway, Journey, Life, Mean, Pool Hall, Raw, Reflective, Riff, Roadhouse, Searching, Seeking, Southern, Stranger, Swagger, Tough, Traveler
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion
BPM:
92
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Seeker
Got a head full of delusions
Still haven't found destination
Going round and round with a battle in my head
Gotta find out where I'm going cuz I'm going nowhere
CHORUS:
Searching high, searching low
I'm a seeker
Got a long way to go
I'm a seeker
Just another lost soul
I'm a seeker
I'm coming up empty
My life has gone missing
But I ain't gonna quit 'til the day that I die
Gonna find myself no more wasting time
CHORUS
Got a head full of delusions
Still haven't found destination
Going round and round with a battle in my head
Going round and round with a battle in my head
CHORUS
Down The 101
Artist(s): The Love Dimension
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Writer(s):
Jimmy L. Dias (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Country, Female Vocal, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Psych Rock, Punk Rock, Punkabilly, Rockabilly
Keywords:
Bar, Biker, Car, Crime, Dirty, Drifter, Driving, Duet, Freeway, Fun, Garage, Good Times, Gritty, Harmonies, Hazy, Highway, Hippie, Homeless, Jackson, Leather, Lo Fi, Lo-Fi, Love, Motorcycle, On The Run, Outlaw, Psychedelic, Raw, Retro, Reverb, Road Song, Road Trip, Roadhouse, Rollicking, Rousing, Street, Surf, Travel, Trippy, Ventura Highway, Wanderer
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
238
Key:
C
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Down The 101
I'm truckin' down the 101
My controls set for the heart of the sun
I've been driving for far too long
Ever since the day I was born
I'm truckin down the 101
On my way to Ojai town
I've been waiting for oh so long
To hear notes of that sacred song
Rockin' and Rollin'
Singing these blues away
Down in the valley for everyone to hear
And I'll howl as loud as I can
Until all beings awake and do the same
Down the 101, down the 101
Won't Stop Rockin'
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
Keywords:
Attitude, Bad Ass, Ballsy, Bar, Biker, Confident, Endurance, Guitar Solo, Hair Band, Heavy, Highway, Loud, Motorcycle, Perseverance, Pool Hall, Powerful, Rebellious, Reckless, Riff, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Runaway, Spirited, Sports, Stripper, Tattoo, Tough, Tour
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
85
Key:
D
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Won't Stop Rockin'
MY TIME'S GONNA COME LORD I JUST KNOW IT
MY SHIP'S GONNA COME IN I KNOW ITS TRUE
WORK MY HANDS DOWN TO THE BONE
'CAUSE WORKIN' HARD'S ALL I'VE EVER KNOWN AND
ONE DAY I'M GONNA GET MY DUE
CHORUS:
SO HELL NO I'LL NEVER GIVE UP, WON'T STOP ROCKING
NO I'LL NEVER GIVE IN, WON'T EVER STOP ROCKING
HELL NO I'LL NEVER GIVE UP, WON'T STOP ROCKING
NO I'LL NEVER GIVE IN, WON'T EVER STOP ROCKIN!
OH LORD CAN'T YOU HEAR MY GUITAR PLAYING.
I'VE TRAVELLED SO MANY ROADS, THAT YOU AIN'T BEEN
TRAVELLED DOWN THESE ROADS SO LONG
I'M LIVIN' LIFE WHERE I BELONG AND
WE BOTH KNOW THE ROAD'S PAVED WITH SIN
CHORUS
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