Tracks Similar To Tell Me Now
All Wheel Drive
Artist(s): Bob McGilpin
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Writer(s):
Robert McGilpin (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Contemporary Country, Country Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Southern Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bad Ass, Bluesy, Bold, Brave, Challenge, Confident, Courageous, Determined, Dirt Road, Emergency, Fearless, Fierce, Fire, Fireman, Gritty, Guitar Solo, Hard Driving, Hardworking, Heroic, Highway, Mission, Motivated, Mountain Top, Mountains, Moving Forward, Perseverance, Power, Raw, Redneck, Road Trip, Roadhouse, Rough, Rugged, Southern, Swagger, Swampy, The South, Tireless, Tough, Truck Stop, Trucker
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
123
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
All Wheel Drive
ALL WHEEL DRIVE
VERSE 1
When I get that call I'm ready to go
Got all four tires with a grip on the road
Through rain, sleet, hail, wind and snow
Nothing stopping me from where I need to go
There's people in trouble got to get there fast
I got 300 horse and they're hauling ass
CHORUS
I'm a man on a mission moving just as fast as I can
There in a flash like Superman
I'm an all-wheel drive any kind of weather man
VERSE 2
There's a fire on the mountain and it's burning hot
People are stranded got to get to the top
But the flames are high and the road is blocked
I blaze a trail through the woods and over the rocks
No time to lose got to get them down
Ain't no stopping til they're safe and sound
CHORUS
BRIDGE
When the work is done and I'm heading home
I got the pedal to the metal cause I just can't stand
To leave my honey alone.
CHORUS
OUTRO
When I get that call I'm ready to go
Got all four tires with a grip on the road
Through rain, sleet, hail, wind and snow
Nothing stopping me from where I need to go
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
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
High Of The Hustle
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, Garage Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Addiction, Bar, Betting, Cocky, Confident, Deception, Dive, Gambling, Gritty, Hustle, Hustler, Invincible, Money, Pool Hall, Raw, Risk, Roadhouse, Rousing, Rowdy, Sports, Swagger, Tough, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
135
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
High Of The Hustle
I'll play for a beer or a couple bucks
Make 'em think I'm down on my luck
Then I'll go and throw some real money down
Then I'll show 'em how we roll uptown
CHORUS:
Love the high of the hustle
High of the hustle oh yeah, oh yeah
Love the high of the hustle
High of the hustle oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah you can bet I'll get inside their heads
Cause once they've played me they won't forget
Than I'm back on the road to another place
And I'm gonna raise hell like a raging flame
Love The High Of The Hustle
High Of The Hustle oh yeah, oh yeah
Love the High Of The Hustle
High Of The Hustle oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I love the game, I want the cash
After I win I'll be gone in a flash
CHORUS
Bad For Real
Artist(s): Markey Blue
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Writer(s):
Eric B. Latina (ASCAP) 50% / Markey Jeannette (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Blues, Blues Rock, Female Vocal, Hard Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Addiction, Aggressive, Attitude, Bad, Bar, Betting, Brash, Bravado, Confrontational, Desire, Determined, Fierce, Fiery, Free, Freewheeling, Gambling, Gritty, Independent, Poker, Pool Hall, Raw, Roadhouse, South, Sultry, Swagger, Tough, Trouble
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
106
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bad For Real
Hard times down to your last buck
You lost your money to lady luck
Now your woman has left you alone
You're crying in the night since she's been gone
You roll that dice, spin that wheel
Boy you got it bad
Bad for real
She whispers in your ear
Come on back this way
Come play me baby
This is your lucky day
Once ain't enough show me a sign
You draw the high card every dang time
You roll that dice
Spin that wheel
Boy you got it bad
Bad for real
Drowning on air keeps pulling you down
It's your deal honey, you better turn around
Nobody sees you when you're losing the game
But you find your way back again and again
You roll that dice
Spin that wheel
Boy you got it bad
Bad for real
Bring It On
Artist(s): Ethan Okamura
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Writer(s):
Ethan Okamura (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Anthemic, Bar, Bravado, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Distorted, Distorted Bass, Grit, Gritty, Groove, Haunting, Heavy, Macho, Promo, Raw, Roadhouse, Rough, Rugged, Southern, Sports, Stomp, Strut, Swagger, Tough, Truck Stop, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drum Machine, Drums, Guitar, Synth
BPM:
108
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bring It On
Stand your ground 'neath the waterfall
Head held high here to take it all
Bring it on bring it on bring it on
Hold on tight never let go
Feels so right gonna steal the show
Bring it on bring it on bring it on
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
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
A Better Man
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, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bar, Biker, Change, Confident, Dive Bar, Exciting, Gritty, Highway, Improvement, Inspired, Pool Hall, Retro, Roadhouse, Swagger, Throwback, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion
BPM:
105
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
A Better Man
With all that I have
And all that I am
I swear that I'm trying
To be a better man
Still I can't seem to see
What it is I need
If I close my eyes
Emotions blind me
I swear I'm trying to be
A better man
A better man
I've done so much wrong
And I've let you down
But that was then
And this is now
Still I can't seem to see
What it is I need
And if I close my eyes
Emotions blind me
I need you to know
That I'm going to change
I swear that I'm trying
To be a better man
But I can't seem to see
What it is I need
And if I close my eyes
Emotions blind me
But I can't seem to see
What it is I need
And if I close my eyes
Emotions blind me
I Got This
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, Garage Rock, Hard Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bad Ass, Bar, Cash, Cocky, Confident, Domination, Gritty, Hustling, Money, Pool Hall, Raw, Rich, Roadhouse, Swagger, Tough, Victory
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
122
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Got This
Been on a losing streak
Some say I'm washed up
Can't get my game on
Maybe I've had enough
But coming from behind's
The story of my life
My DNA's a winner
I will win and survive
So stand back watch closely
The fuse is already lit
No I ain't worried about nothin' you know
Cause I know...I Got This
The show's about to start
Won't you take a seat
You'll get your monies worth
That I can guarantee
'Cause the tough get going
When the going gets rough
Nothing's gonna stop me now
I'll be victorious
So stand back watch closely
This is why I exist
No I ain't worried about a single thing
Should know I know...I Got This
So now stand back watch closely
I'll never call it quits
No I ain't worried about nothin' you know
'Cause I know I Got This
So stand back watch closely
This is why I exist
No I ain't worried about a single thing
Should know I know...I Got This
Big Trouble
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:
Blues Rock, Hard Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bar, Brash, Cocky, Confident, Conflict, Crushing, Danger, Dirty, Domination, Edgy, Gritty, Highway, Invincible, Pool Hall, Rowdy, Snotty, Sports, Strutting, Stubborn, Swagger, Tough, Trouble, Victory, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Big Trouble
Well you're so stuck on yourself
You never lose you always win, yeah always win
Well I've got some news for you some news for you
Before the night is over
You're gonna get screwed
Whoa... there's danger ahead
Whoa... you ain't seen none yet
Whoa...soon you won't forget
'Cause I'm ready to rumble watch your world crumble
Whoa...you're in big big trouble
It's your world yeah it's your world
You're standing tall you never fall you never fall
Always shine you're number one yeah number one
But now you won't be shining
Sittin' on my sun
Whoa... there's danger ahead
Whoa... you ain't seen none yet
Whoa...soon you won't forget
'Cause I'm ready to rumble watch your world crumble
Whoa...you're in Big Big Trouble
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
Cash Is Always King
Artist(s): Markey Blue
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Writer(s):
Eric B. Latina (ASCAP) 50% / Markey Jeannette (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Blues, Blues Rock, Female Vocal, Hard Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Addiction, Aggressive, Attitude, Bad, Bar, Bravado, Cash, Desire, Determined, Fiery, Freewheeling, Gambling, Gritty, Money, Poker, Pool Hall, Raw, Roadhouse, Sexy, South, Sultry, Swagger, Tough, Trouble
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
82
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cash Is Always King
You can't buy love
But you can buy a diamond ring
Who needs a fool who'll never want for anything
They say love is blind but cash is always king you have the best friends money can buy nothing eles matters when your living this lie no one will say a thing when cash is always King
It ain't no secret
How you made it here
You beg, stole and borrowed
And now you don't even care
You get away with anything
When cash is always king
Just open your wallet, honey
You can buy anything you want
Everybody comes running around
When the money man's coming to town
Big Shot
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, Garage Rock, Hard Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bad Ass, Bar, Cash, Cocky, Confident, Domination, Gritty, Hustling, Money, Pool Hall, Raw, Rich, Roadhouse, Swagger, Tough, Victory
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
95
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Big Shot
When he walks in a room
People turn their heads
Lookin' like he own the place one look and you wont forget
He seems bigger than life
And you don't know what to think
Watch him strut across the floor givin' everyone a wink
CHORUS:
He's a Big Shot
Throwing money around like its no big deal
Man what a life... what a life
He's a Big Shot
When he rolls the dice lucky seven's pop up
Yeah he's a Big Shot
Got a girl on each arm
One lights his cigarettes
And the other holds his drinks while he lays money down 't bet
He knows who he is
And he knows who he ain't
Holds the world in his hands no he never has no complaints
He's a Big Shot
Throwing money around like its no big deal
Man what a life... what a life
He's a Big Shot
When he rolls the dice lucky seven's pop up
Yeah he's a Big Shot
Ain't No Angel
Artist(s): Markey Blue
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Writer(s):
Eric B. Latina (ASCAP) 33.33% / Erik Werner (ASCAP) 33.33% / Markey Jeannette (BMI) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 66.66% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Blues Rock, Female Vocal, Hard Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bad, Bar, Brash, Bravado, Confrontational, Determined, Fierce, Fiery, Free, Freewheeling, Gritty, Independent, Pool Hall, Raw, South, Sultry, Swagger, Tough, Trouble
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hammond Organ, Horns
BPM:
106
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ain't No Angel
I ain't no angel
No wings on me
Don't say you love me
Just let me be
Men try to hold on
Chain my neck
No man has held me yet
You bring me roses
You bring me wine
What I want, you just cant buy
On any given day I'll be another way
Take me as I am
I ain't no angel
I ain't no bird in a gilded cage
Just watch me fly right out of this place
You think I'm sweet now ya think I'm nice
Aw hunny, you better think twice
Don't try to scold me
Don't tell me what to do
Can't buy my lovin Ill see right through
On any given day I'll be another way
Just take me as I am I ain't no angel
I ain't no angel no wings on me
Don't say you love me
Just let me be
Don't try to hold on chain my neck
No man has held me yet
On any given day
Ill be another way
I ain't no angel
Don't say you love me
Just let me be
Men try to hold on
Chain my neck
No man has held me yet
You bring me roses
You bring me wine
What I want, you just cant buy
On any given day I'll be another way
Take me as I am
I ain't no angel
Drifter
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:
1980s, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Attitude, Bad Ass, Ballsy, Bar, Biker, Drifter, Guitar Solo, Hair Band, Heavy, Highway, Jukebox, Loud, Pool Hall, Powerful, Rebellious, Riff, Road, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Runaway, Southern, Sports, Stripper, Tattoo, Tough, Wanderer
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
84
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Drifter
My momma always thought I was a wild child
Poppa said I danced to a different drum
First chance I had to break free
From the chains holding me
I hit the road and stuck out my big thumb
Yeah I'm a drifter no pride no shame
I'm not lost why be born again
Devil keeps trying to catch up to me
So I got to keep moving on
Hop a train, catch a ride
Keep drifting till the day I die
I'm a wanderer a traveler a midnight rambler
I'm a drifter, that's me and who I am
I'm a shadow by day and a ghost at night
I know my restless soul can never be tamed
Like some curious cat
Yeah, I like it like that
Just to keep on keeping on's all I crave
Yeah I'm a drifter no pride no shame
I'm not lost why be born again
Devil keeps trying to catch up to me
So I got to keep moving on
Hop a train, hitch a ride
Keep drifting till the day I die
I'm a wanderer a traveler a midnight rambler
I'm a drifter, that's me and who I am
Yeah I'm a drifter no pride no shame
I'm not lost why be born again
Devil keeps trying to catch up to me
So I got to keep moving on
Hop a train, hitch a ride
Keep drifting till the day I die
I'm a wanderer a traveler a midnight rambler
I'm a drifter, that's me and who I am
He Could Be The Devil
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Dean Brantley Taylor (ASCAP) 50% / Gregg Mandel (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Antihero, Attitude, Bad Guy, Bar, Chaos, Cool, Dark, Death, Destruction, Devil, Driving, Edgy, Evil, Grit, Gritty, Mayhem, Murder, Raw, Riff, Rugged, Sinister, Southern, Tough, Truck Stop, Villain, Vocalisms
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
95
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
He Could Be The Devil
VERSE
His hellhound growling sneer can scare angels off their cloud
His evil words reverberate with a migraine pulsing pound
Steaming fissures line his wake, his footsteps shake the ground
He's not very subtle, you'll know when he's in town
CHORUS
He could be the devil, Jack the Ripper and Jesse James
He could be the devil, atom bomb in a hurricane
He could be the king of hate, death, plague and rage
He could be the devil, you can't hide from his pain
VERSE
His twisted genius plans keep on torturing us fools
His guillotine, his burning stake, so great but they're old school
Now he's got a web presence, his tweets shame and ridicule
His apps get malicious, he uses all the tools
CHORUS
He could be the devil, Jack the Ripper and Jesse James
He could be the devil, atom bomb in a hurricane
He could be the king of hate, death, plague and rage
He could be the devil, you can't hide from his pain
BRIDGE
He takes credit for Mister Hitler
Poverty and Apartheid
His favorite movie star's Freddy Krueger
He's chaos personified
CHORUS
CHORUS
He could be the devil, Jack the Ripper and Jesse James
He could be the devil, you can't hide from his pain
He could be the devil, you can't hide from his pain
Are We Out Of Time
Artist(s): Elijah Honey
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Breakup, Chill, Gritty, Groovy, Highway, Party, Pool Hall, Reflective, Relationship ending, Relaxed, Retro, Roadhouse, Summertime
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hammond Organ
BPM:
99
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Are We Out Of Time
Are We Out Of Time
Won't you tell me, baby
What is wrong with you?
Lately you don't give me
Nothing but the blues
Maybe I'm mistaken
Maybe I'm confused
You look no different
But there's been
A change in you
I've tried hard, believe me
But no matter what I do
I just can't seem to please you
Oh, now ain't that the truth
And don't you know it
This situation
Ain't doing me no good
Lately you don't give me
Nothing but the blues
I've tried hard, believe me
But no matter what I do
I just can't seem to please you
Oh, now ain't that the truth
Ain't that the truth
Are we out of time?
Are we out of time?
Maybe I'm mistaken
Maybe I'm confused
You look no different
But there's been
A change in you
I've tried hard, believe me
But no matter what I do
I just can't seem to please you
Oh, now ain't that the truth
Ain't that the truth
Oh, are we just out of time?
Oh, are we just out of time?
Oh baby, are we just out of time?
Oh yeah, are we just out of time?
Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Artist(s): Dixon
Label: Black Toast Records
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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, Down Home, Driving, Fun, Good Time, Gritty, Groove, Happy, Heartland, Jukebox, Line Dance, Money, Motorcycle, 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:
108
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Hey you pretty ladies, are you checkin' me out
You know I'm the one your momma warned you about
Well I'm tough as nails, baddest man around
Girl if you wanna rock I'll turn your world upside down
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Then baby, I'm your man
I got an ol' Super B, cruise at 105
Pedal to the metal baby, it's the only way to drive
I live on the edge seven days a week
So come along honey if you can stand the heat
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Then baby, I'm your man
Girl I'm the baddest bone in the neighborhood
Nah, you don't need no George Thorogood
I'm gonna rock you every night and day
Make you forget about ol' Stevie Ray
So we're gonna party, past closing time
Still be goin strong when the sun starts to shine
We can shoot at the stars, howl at the moon
An' when it comes to lovin', we're gonna break all the rules
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Then baby, I'm your man
Get My Roll On
Artist(s): Hillbilly Deluxxx (feat. Al Be)
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Writer(s):
Al Newkirk Bryant (BMI) 33.33% / Austin Filingo (BMI) 33.34% / Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Country, Hick Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Urban Country
Keywords:
Aggressive, Back Road, Backwoods, Cocky, Confident, Cruise, Cruisin, Dirt Road, Driving, Gritty, Hillbilly, Intense, Moody, Motivation, Overcoming Obstacles, Overcoming Struggle, Party, Perseverance, Pursuit, Redneck, Rising Above, Rugged, Southern, Standing Out, Success, Swagger, The South, Tough, Unapologetic
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Banjo, Bass, Drums, Mandolin, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
116
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Get My Roll On
GET MY ROLL ON
INTRO
I come to get mine
Ain't leaving with nothing
Ain't playin no games
And ain't no frontin
With windows down
And music bumping
We coming for all
And not just something I'm coming
VERSE 1
The same ones that show love
Same ones stab you in yo' back
I done seen it happen before
And I tell ya that's a fact
They gon' act like they yo' friend though
Long as you whipping that benzo
But I bet you it depends though
They gon' get ghost if yo' ends low
So we just keep on winning
And they just keep on grinning
And we just keep on spending
Cuz we gettin it we gettin it
CHORUS
Thought I was so gone
But they were so wrong
I get my roll on roll on
Now it's been so long
But still I hold on
I get my roll on roll on
I get my roll on roll on (roll on)
I get my roll on roll on
POST-CHORUS (2X)
I'm rolling till the sun show don't shine
I'm going to get what's mine
I'm going to take my time
Got a whole different frame of mind
VERSE 2
Me and my team doing whatever it take
Tryna to get that house there sitting on the lake
Clearview perfect way to start my day
The sun shinin thank god for every ray
I know I'm gone make it no matter what they say
I know I can somehow I got to make a way
One thing to ya back another to ya face
This can't be real all I see is fakes
All I see is snakes, they rattle and shake
Put 'em in they place, boot to the face
On the road I stay, come what may
I'mma keep rollin till I'm rollin in the grave
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I come to get mine
Ain't leaving with nothing
Ain't playin no games
And ain't no frontin
With windows down
And music bumping
We coming for all
And not just something I'm coming
CHORUS
OUTRO
I get my roll on (2x)
I get my roll on roll on
I come to get mine
Popcorn Chicken
Writer(s):
Alan Ivan Puac (BMI) 50% / Lorenzo Johnson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Funk, Instrumental, R&B, Rock
Keywords:
Bar, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Funky, Greasy, Gritty, Jam, New Orleans, Playful, Pool Hall, Retro, Roadhouse, Slinky, Soulful, South, Southern, Steamy, Street Smart, Strutting, Swampy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hammond Organ
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
107
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
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