Tracks Similar To Free Spirit Chile
Car Crash Love
Artist(s): The Warhols
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Classic Rock, Glam, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk, Punk Rock, Rock & Roll
Keywords:
Attitude, Bar, British, Cars, City, Diner, Drugs, Glitter, Hippie, Jukebox, Love, New York, Party, Rebellious, Roadhouse, Snotty, Trailer Trash, Trashy, Travel, White Trash, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
94
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Car Crash Love
CAR CRASH LOVE
Girl, you drive me crazy
Floatin' on the wind
I just want to fly with you
But how do I get in?
You're moving fast as lightning
Flashing through the sky
CHORUS:
I got a car crash love – car crash love for you baby
Ooh girl you wreck me
Clouds are full of colors
Like rainbows in your hair
The stars are burning bright tonight
They'd follow anywhere
You move just like an animal
Got that hunger in your eyes
CHORUS
I want to lick your decals
They're oh so sticky sweet
Love to hear your engine hum
Sliding down the street
I just want to catch you
Girl, someday you'll be mine
CHROUS
Girl you get me started
Moving through my veins
You sure know how to tease me
You're driving me insane
You got my motor raging
Running through the night
CHORUS
Girl, you're stopping traffic
With everything you do
But watch how far you take it
They'll all run into you
Let me be your doctor
I'll save you every time – every time
I Am The One
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, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock & Roll
Keywords:
Attitude, Attraction, Authentic, Bar, Bluesy, Boisterous, Boogie, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Desire, Driving, Flash Back, Garage, Glam, Groovy, Manly, Night Out, Party, Persistence, Playful, Popular, Promo, Roadhouse, Sexy, Strutting, Swagger, Tough, Walking, Winner
Instruments:
Bass, Congas, Cowbell, Drums, Electric Guitar, Finger Bells, Hammond Organ, Hand Claps, Percussion, Shakers, Tambourine
BPM:
127
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Am The One
Save some time
Don't go looking high and low, now
You can try
But I'll always come back around
I am the one
I am the one
Oh, yeah baby
I am the one
I am the one
Fools will lie
Tell you everything you wanna hear
Don't be surprised
When you find the need
You'll know it
I am the one
I am the one
Oh, yeah baby
I am the one
I am the one
Oh oh, yeah, yeah
What you want?
Do you wanna little truth now?
Don't come undone
'Cos I ain't ever gonna let you down
I am the one
I am the one
Oh, yeah baby
I am the one
I am the one
Oh oh, yeah, yeah
I am the one
I am the one
Oh, yeah baby
I am the one
I am the one
Oh oh, yeah, yeah
I am the one
I am the one
Come On Go
Artist(s): The Warhols
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Classic Rock, Glam, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk, Punk Rock, Sports
Keywords:
Arena, Attitude, Ball Field, Bar, Basketball, Bowl Games, British, Bubblegum, Challenge, Champion, Championship, Cheerleader, Cheerleading, City, College, Competition, Crowd, Drugs, Encouragement, Excitement, Football, Game, Glitter, Half Time Show, High School, Hippie, Jock Rock, Jukebox, New York, Party, Rebellious, Rose Bowl, Shuffle, Snotty, Sports, Stadium, Super Bowl, Trailer Trash, Trashy, Travel, White Trash, Winning, Youth
Instruments:
Drums, Guitar, Hand Claps, Percussion, Saxophone
BPM:
128
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Come On Go
Come On Go
Come On
Go
Come On
Come On
Come On... Go Go Go Go
All The Girls & The Boys
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:
1970s, Glam Rock, Hard Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock & Roll
Keywords:
Attitude, Attraction, Authentic, Bar, Bluesy, Boogie, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Desire, Driving, Flash Back, Garage, Glam, Groovy, Night Out, Party, Persistence, Playful, Popular, Roadhouse, Seductive, Sexy, Strutting, Swagger, Tough, Walking
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano, Shaker, Tambourine
BPM:
135
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
All The Girls & The Boys
Neon eyes lighting up the city
Head is aching but it looks so pretty
Vampires feeding on the scene
And them tall girls in the corner
They know what I mean
Red spikes and a reckless smile
Got the latex and the necklace style
A mirror ball is just broken glass
But you're never coming down
Oh man, it's such a gas
CHORUS:
Oh yeah, it's all right
City in my veins
The music so tight
Oh yeah, it's all right
All the girls and boys
Are in love with me tonight
Look at Jimmy he got his sequins on
Sister in the corner always drags along
Mascara and a little hit
Now they're ready for the catwalk
Ain't never gonna quit
CHORUS
In the alley out behind the bar
All the divas sit in armored cars
They got little Jimmy on his knees
And them tall girls on the corner
They know what I mean
CHORUS
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
I Know When I Got It Good
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, Classic Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock & Roll
Keywords:
Attitude, Attraction, Authentic, Bar, Bluesy, Boogie, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Desire, Driving, Flash Back, Garage, Glam, Grateful, Groovy, Jukebox, Night Out, Persistence, Playful, Roadhouse, Seductive, Sexy, Strutting, Swagger, Temptation, Temptress, Tough, Walking
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano, Tambourine
BPM:
131
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Know When I Got It Good
Who's that girl dancing over by the jukebox light
In this shotgun shack in the dead of night
Thunder clap just as the storm blows in
It feels like lightning's striking again
Oh yeah, I know when I got it good
Oh yeah, I know when I got it good
Well, I swear that she look just like a voodoo queen
And them deep dark eyes have put a spell on me
I tell you now before the morning come
She gonna make me rise like the sun
Oh yeah, I know when I got it good
Oh yeah, I know when I got it good
Oh yeah, I know when I got it good
Oh yeah, I know when I got it good
Oh yeah, I know when I got it good
Oh yeah, I know when I got it good
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
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
Set Me Free
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:
1970s, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Attitude, Breakup, Cadillac, Classic, Commercial, Confident, Divorce, Driving, Extreme Sports, Fast Cars, Fiery, Free, Freedom, Fun, Happy, Hard, Heartland, High Energy, Independence, Jet, Love Ride, Motorcycle, Party, Plane, Promo, Raucous, Rebellious, Relationship ending, Relief, Roadhouse, Rousing, Rowdy, Separation, Solo, Sports, Tough, Trailer, Travel, Urgent, Vacation
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Set Me Free
Set Me Free
Oooh
Crying on the line, I can't relate
Crush me with the punch of your mistake
Sell me on your lies
Love can make you blind
Promises you made shot down in flames
Just gotta get away
This love is so dead and gone
Won't you please give me some relief?
Set me Free
Dying for someone to take the pain
Shot of your good loving to the vein
Need some therapy to get me through the night
Darling won't you come satisfy me
Just gotta get away
That love is so dead and gone
Won't you please give me some relief
Set Me Free
Set Me Free
Ooh yeah
This love is so dead and gone
Won't you please give me some relief?
Set me Free
Set me Free
Crying on the line, I can't relate
Set me Free yeah
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
Winning Them All
Artist(s): Mockingbird Killers
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Writer(s):
Joshua Coleman (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Female Vocal, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Assertive, Attitude, Bar, Bold, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Confrontation, Domination, Driving, Face Off, Fed Up, Fierce, Fiery, Gritty, Highway, Hyped Up, Independent, Intense, Loud, Promo, Raw, Roadhouse, Rousing, Snotty, Stubborn, Swagger, Tough, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
180
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Winning Them All
I got a mouth full of lightning
My soul's a radio dial
My mind is tuned by the sunlight
My heart beats fast as a child's
My daydreams go into nighttime
My nighttime goes into sound
My words float off into storm clouds
Rains down like jewels to the ground
CHORUS:
I'm winning them all
I'm winning them all
i just keep flying and I don't ever fall
I'm winning them all
I'm winning them all
I just keep going till I run through the walls
Don't care if it's 4 in the morning
No need to sleep at night
My passion's never ending
My will's a sharpened knife
My blood pulses with magic
Rust colored car door slam
I walk and stop traffic
You're gonna know who I am
I'm winning them all
I'm winning them all
i just keep flying and I don't ever fall
I'm winning them all
I'm winning them all
I just keep going till I run through the walls
I'm winning them all
I'm winning them all
It's inspiration when I get the call
I'm winning them all
I'm winning them all
engine's running and it won't ever stall
It's neverending the ways I leave you trembling
Believe in magic that's the way to grab it
It's superpowered from a radio tower
I'm broadcasting joy that's everlasting
CHORUS
I'm flying high above moonlight
My shadow won't float to the earth
My soul won't land in a grave site
I'll get just what I deserve
I'll rise where others are falling
I'll go when they would stop
I'll win without even trying
Don't believe, you ougtha watch
I'm winning them all
I'm winning them all
i just keep flying and I don't ever fall
I'm winning them all
I'm winning them all
I just keep going till I run through the walls
I'm winning them all
I'm winning them all
It's inspiration when I get the call
I'm winning them all
I'm winning them all
Engine's running and it won't ever stall
Ah ah ah ah ah
Out Of My System
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, Classic Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Addiction, Attitude, Bar, Biker, Confident, Confused, Cool, Dark, Desert, Drifter, Drugs, Edgy, Gritty, Highway, Journey, Love, Rebel, Rehab, Relationship, Retro, Seductive, Temptress, Throwback, Vagabond, Wanderer
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
90
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Out Of My System
What you doing to me baby?
You got me so out of my head
I been shaking I been shivering
Hanging on by a fragile thread
I can feel I'm sinking deeper
I shut my eyes and clench my fists
But it's so hard trying to fight it
When all I'm thinking about is your kiss
CHORUS:
I can't get you
I can't get you
Out of my system
I can't get you
I can't get you
Out of my system
There's an aching in my blood
And a Jonesing in my veins
I want your heroin lips on me
The feeling's just too strong to break
CHORUS
I swear someday I'm gonna quit you
'Cos you're just too hard to take
But while I got this junkie heart
Ain't nothing gonna change
CHORUS
End Of Days
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, Classic Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Apocalypse, Attitude, Biker, Bluesy, Change, Confident, Cool, Desert, Drifter, Edgy, Exciting, Goodbye, Gritty, Highway, Journey, Motivated, On The Road, Rebel, Retro, Swagger, Throwback, Vagabond, Wanderer
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Tambourine
BPM:
127
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
End Of Days
No more waiting in the darkness
Holding on to what you got
Your enemies are keeping secrets
They're not the only ones who are
You're free falling going nowhere
You cut loose and you can't get back
There ain't no saving you, it's too late
Your head is on but it ain't straight
I'm done keeping on the down low
'Cos it don't matter what they don't know
And trouble's coming like a freight train
It makes you feel like the end of days
You've prayed in church on your knees now
You've seen the preacher raise his hands
But now you've got a new religion
You let the devil in your heart
You're free falling going nowhere
You cut loose and you can't get back
There ain't no saving you, it's too late
Your head is on but it ain't straight
I'm done keeping on the down low
'Cos it don't matter what they don't know
And trouble's coming like a freight train
It makes you feel like the end of days
It makes you feel like the end of days
It makes you feel like the end of days
It makes you feel like the end of days
It makes you feel like the end of days
You're free falling going nowhere
You cut loose and you can't get back
There ain't no saving you, it's too late
Your head is on but it ain't straight
I'm done keeping on the down low
'Cos it don't matter what they don't know
And trouble's coming like a freight train
It makes you feel like the end of days
Like it's the end of days
Like it's the end of days
Like it's the end of days
Like it's the end of days
Like it's the end of days
Like it's the end of days
Like it's the end of days
Real Thing
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:
Classic Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Retro Rock
Keywords:
Attitude, Attraction, Authentic, Bad Ass, Bar, Bluesy, Boogie, Confident, Cool, Desire, Driving, Flash Back, Garage, Genuine, Groovy, Persistence, Playful, Roadhouse, Seductive, Sexy, Strutting, Swagger, Tough, Walking
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Shaker
BPM:
115
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Real Thing
Sticky sweet like candy
I got you on my mind
A goddess rocking a bottle
You're a sight for sore eyes
Just keep on shaking
That money maker
I am on fire
I wanna be your man
And I ain't stopping until I am
You think you scare me but I like it
What you're selling I'm buying
Come over here and lay it on me
This ain't nothing but the real thing
A cherry bomb you gone and
Knocked me off my feet
A superhero lover's how you make me feel
Put your arms around me
Whisper in my ear
Tell me I'm your man
I won't stop until I am
You think you scare me but I like it
What you're selling I'm buying
Come over here and lay it on me
This ain't nothing but the real thing
Sticky sweet like candy
I got you on my mind
A goddess rocking a bottle
You're a sight for sore eyes
I wanna be your man
And I ain't stopping until I am
You think you scare me but I like it
What you're selling I'm buying
Come over here and lay it on me
This ain't nothing but the real thing
You think you scare me but I like it
What you're selling I'm buying
Come over here and lay it on me
This ain't nothing but the real thing
This ain't nothing but the real thing
This ain't nothing but the real thing
This ain't nothing but the real thing
This ain't nothing but the real thing
Relapse City
Artist(s): Elijah Honey
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Michelle Lockey (BMI) 50% / Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 2010s, Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Indie Blues Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
70s Feel, Alcohol, Bar, Drinking, Driving, Drugs, Party, Reckless, Relapse, Retro, Roadhouse, Throwback Sound, Tough, Trippy
Instruments:
Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Keyboard
BPM:
131
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Relapse City
Relapse City
I'm headed for Relapse City
No one can stop me this time
I'm headed for Relapse City
And I'll be gone for a while
You see those cracks in the sidewalk?
They're like the cracks in my mind
I don't want to talk to nobody
I've reached the end of the line
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
I've struck a deal with the devil
And now he's taken my soul
But in the place where I'm going
I won't need it anymore
I'm headed for Relapse City
I'm gonna get there in style
I'll just follow the white lines
'Til I can't get any higher
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
I got my back against the wall
I got my back against the wall
And I won't take it anymore
I'm checking out of here
I'm checking out of here
I'm checking out of here
I am a social pariah
I've got a social disease
Well you can call it whatever
I like how it makes me feel
I'm headed for Relapse City
No one can stop me this time
I'm headed for Relapse City
I've reached the end of the line
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
I got my back against the wall
I got my back against the wall
And I won't take it anymore
I'm checking out of here
I'm checking out of here
I got my back against the wall
I got my back against the wall
And I won't take it anymore
I'm checking out of here
I'm checking out of here
I'm checking out of here
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
Uh-oh, uh-oh yeah
I'm checking out of here
I'm checking out of here
I'm checking out of here
I'm checking out of here
I'm checking out of here
Ready Set
Artist(s): The Striped Bandits
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Writer(s):
Michelle Leigh Leverette (BMI) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Female Vocal, Indie Pop, Indie Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Action, Addiction, Aggressive, Ambitious, Anticipation, Attitude, Bad Ass, Bar, Biker, Cars, Confident, Driving, Edgy, Fashion, Fiery, Fire, Foreboding, Girl Power, Glamorous, Grand Prix, Highway, NASCAR, Open Road, Promo, Race, Riff, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Snotty, Sports, Swaggering, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hand Claps, Organ, Synths, Tambourine
BPM:
135
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ready Set
La la la la
Open up your eyes the day's already started
Pull those tired bones up out of the bed
What you waiting for, camera lights and action
You keep lying there you might as well be dead
I've got big plans for you, your name will be a headline
Walking with me on the carpet to the scene
What you waiting for, camera lights and action
Don't you realize we're the big thing
CHORUS:
Ready set, here we go
Woah woah
Ready set, here we go
Woah woah
The bass is thumping in my chest it keeps me moving
I'm so hot I set the oceans on fire
Can't slow down because the night's just getting started
Buckle up and then enjoy the wild ride
Dive on in you know you want to take a dip now
Spotlights shining down on every single breath
Can't slow down because the night's just getting started
Rev it up you know we gotta keep it fresh
On your mark, ready set
You ain't seen nothin' yet
Ready To Go
Artist(s): Mockingbird Killers
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Writer(s):
Joshua Coleman (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Female Vocal, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Assertive, Attitude, Bar, Bold, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Confrontation, Domination, Driving, Face Off, Fed Up, Fierce, Fiery, Gritty, Highway, Hyped Up, Independent, Intense, Loud, Raw, Roadhouse, Rousing, Snotty, Stubborn, Swagger, Tough, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
130
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ready To Go
Ain't gonna stand in the door
Ain't gonna beg them for more
Ain't gonna lie on their floor
While they deny me
I won't be chasing their tail
I'll set a fire to their sails
I'll be their coffin and nails
If they defy me
Believe me you oughta get a look-see
No prisoners cause I'm about to unleash
From mountains and all through the back streets
My time has arrived
CHORUS:
Got a woman-sized appetite all night
I'm ready to go I'm ready to go
Got a readymade top grade unafraid
I'm ready to go, ready to go
I'm a jackknifed, prizefight, searchlight
I'm ready to go, I'm ready to go
I'm a big league, stampede, bliztrkeig
I'm ready to go I'm ready to go I'm ready to go
Don't mess with me after dark
I got the teeth of a shark
I'll tear right into your heart
And you won't get away
My time has finally arrived
Ain't gonna watch from the sides
I've Had Enough
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:
1960s, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Soul
Keywords:
Attitude, Bar, Bluesy, Cool, Dissatisfied, Done, Downtrodden, Drifter, Driving, Fed Up, Gritty, Hard Times, Hazy, Moody, Pleading, Raw, Relationship ending, Retro, Reverb, Roadhouse, Soulful, Tired, Weary
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hammond Organ
BPM:
99
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I've Had Enough
You lit the fire
And then you stood back
To watch me burning
As the flames grew higher
And all you did
Was bring me down
And I don't need
No run around
I've had enough of that
I saw right through you
And now I understand
You can't keep nothing
That's built on shifting sand
And all you did
Was bring me down
And I don't need
No run around
I've had enough of that
Oh yeah, I've had enough of that
You lit the fire
And then you stood back
And all you did
Was bring me down
And I don't need
No run around
I've had enough of that
I've had enough of that
I've had enough of that
Oh yeah, baby
I've had enough
I've had enough
I've had enough
I've had enough of that
I've had enough
Feel It In Your Bones
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, Classic Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Action, Attitude, Bar, Bluesy, Challenge, Change, Confident, Cool, Encouragement, Gambler, Gambling, Garage, Gritty, Guitar Solo, Harmonies, Pool Hall, Positive, Raw, Reverb, Revolution, Riff, Roadhouse, Sleazy, Swampy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Shakers
BPM:
123
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Feel It In Your Bones
Scream out, don't go quietly
Life don't last forever, man
So why not live it free?
Set fire to the old regime
It's time to tear the pillars down
And scatter the debris
Stand up for something or someone
Ain't nothing gonna change
Unless it's you that gets it done
Head out to the razor's edge
You'll never get permission
So just ask for forgiveness
You know you got to find a reason
To be, to call yourself a human being
CHORUS:
Come on feel it in your bones
Come on feel it in your bones
Come on feel it in your bones
Come on feel it in your bones
Just don't take the way it is
If the way that it is
Means you're better off dead
Stand tall and take it to the streets
You'll never feel alive
Until you're marching to the beat
You know you got to find a reason
To be, call yourself a human being
CHORUS
You know you got to find a reason
To be, call yourself a human being
CHORUS
Yeah, come on feel it in your bones
Come on feel it in your bones
Come on feel it in your bones
Come on feel it in your bones
CHORUS
Feel Free (Do What You Want)
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, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Attitude, Breaking Through, Cheerful, Confident, Energetic, Free Spirit, Freedom, Funky, Independence, Motivated, Party, Playful, Positive, Promo, Retro, Strut, Swagger, Throwback, Uplifting, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Congas, Drums, Electric Guitar, Shaker, Tambourine
BPM:
133
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Feel Free (Do What You Want)
The first time I saw you
I knew I had to get me some
You lit a fire and it's still
Burning in my soul
It's like a spiritual awakening
You've opened my eyes now I see
You gotta feel free
And be who you want to be, yeah yeah
You gotta feel free
And do what you want, yeah yeah
Always stay true to yourself
Don't let anybody bring you down
Oooh oooh oooh oooh yeah
You're like a drug
And I can never get enough
You take me higher
Than I've ever been before
It's like a spiritual awakening
You've opened my eyes now I see
You gotta feel free
And be who you want to be, yeah yeah
You gotta feel free
And do what you want, yeah yeah
Always stay true to yourself
Don't let anybody bring you down
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Like a spiritual awakening
You've opened my eyes now I see
You gotta feel free
And be who you want to be, yeah yeah
You gotta feel free
And do what you want, yeah yeah
Feel free and be who you want to be,
Yeah yeah
You gotta feel free
And do what you want, yeah yeah
Always stay true to yourself
Oooh oooh oooh oooh, yeah
Don't let anybody bring you down
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Always stay true to yourself
Oooh oooh oooh oooh, yeah
Don't let anybody bring you down
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
I Won't Let You Down Again
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:
1970s, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Cars, Disappointment, Dive Bar, Driving In Car, Highway, Pool Hall, Promise, Retro, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Speeding, Throwback, Tough, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hammond Organ
BPM:
94
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Won't Let You Down Again
I WON'T LET YOU DOWN AGAIN
I've been so foolish
I heard how you cried
Now I'm just stumbling
Along through the night
It's not the first time
It won't be the last (no, no)
I don't know
Maybe I'm wrong
But I don't think
I've felt like this before
I've broken your heart
Now ain't that the truth
But I promise I won't let you down again
Promise I won't let you down again
I'd love to see you
But I've been so blind
Now there's just darkness
Where once there was light
It's not the first time
It won't be the last (no, no)
I don't know
Maybe I'm wrong
But I don't think
I've felt like this before
I've broken your heart
Now ain't that the truth
But I promise I won't let down again
Promise I won't let you down again
Promise I won't let you down again
Promise I won't let you down
(No, no, no, no, no, oh baby
I promise I won't let you down no, no)
I've been so foolish
I heard how you cried
Now I'm just stumbling
Along through the night
It's not the first time
It won't be the last
(No, no. No no.)
I don't know
Maybe I'm wrong
But I don't think
I've felt like this before
I've broken your heart
Now ain't that the truth
But I promise I won't let you down again
Promise I won't let you down again
Promise I won't let you down again
Promise I won't let you down
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
Watch Me
Artist(s): Slur-P
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Action, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal, Rap, Rap Metal, Trailer Action Adventure
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angst, Bar, Boisterous, Boxing, Bragging, Brash, Bully, Cars, Club, Cocky, College, Confident, Detroit, Energetic, Fiery, Fun, Gritty, Motorcycles, Party, Promo, Rap Metal, Rebellious, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Showoff, Snotty, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Tough, Trailer, WWF, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Watch Me
WATCH ME
When I was young, just a little squirt
You called me a no-good piece of dirt
Said I wouldn't amount to much of nothin'
Now who's the one on all the magazine covers
Yeah I grew up, but not too much
Ain't no suit and tie gonna be my crutch
I'll live it up, break it down, make a lot of noise
Come on boys...
CHORUS:
I'm bigger than life, I'm in your face
You'll run but there ain't no hiding place
I'm a real bad mother, there ain't no other
Now watch me – watch me now
Yeah I'm the real deal, I'm hell on wheels
Got platinum makin' bank, I don't need to steal
I was poor white trash, the odds were stacked
Now I'm the king of the world and I'm never lookin' back
And all you fools who said I couldn't do it
You bought my record and you listen to it
Now who's livin' large in Beverly Hills
With expensive cheap thrills
CHORUS
Put your money in my kitty wit the ditty wah ditty
Put the dolla bing bang. Bing bang bong
Put your money in my kitty wit the ditty wah ditty
Put the dolla bing bang. Bing bang bong
CHORUS
Secrets Kill
Artist(s): Detroit 361
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Writer(s):
David Scott Bradley (ASCAP) 50% / James William Henterly (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Retro Rock
Keywords:
Attitude, Bar, Bluesy, Cool, Dissatisfied, Distortion, Distressed, Done, Downtrodden, Drifter, Driving, Fed Up, Gritty, Hard Times, Lo Fi, Moody, Raw, Relationship Problems, Relationships, Retro, Reverb, Roadhouse, Throwback, Tired, Weary
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Keyboard
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Secrets Kill
SECRETS KILL
VERSE 1
Her Secret's gonna kill me-
The Secrets that she hides.
Can't trust that woman no more.
Eats me up inside.
CHORUS
Secrets Kill
Yeah, Your Secrets kill
Secrets Kill
Your Secrets won't Kill me no more
VERSE 2
Lies for breakfast. Lies for Lunch.
Lies for dinner. Enough is enough.
I learned my place long ago.
Lies upon lies is all she knows.
CHORUS 2
Your secrets Kill
Yeah, Your Secrets kill
Your Secrets Kill
Yeah our Secrets won't Kill me no more
VERSE 2
CHORUS 3
Your secrets Kill
Yeah, Your Secrets kill
Yeah Your Secrets Kill
Yeah your Secrets Kill,
But your secrets won't Kill me no more
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
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