Tracks Similar To Hollow Earth
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
Plastic Pyre
Artist(s): Salem's Bend
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Writer(s):
Robert Parker (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Acid Rock, Doom Metal, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Proto Metal, Stoner Metal
Keywords:
Acid, Bar, Bleak, British, Brooding, Cold, Concert, Crime, Dark, Death, Depression, Dive Bar, Doom, Drugs, Evil, Gloomy, Guitar Solo, Haunted, Haunting, Heavy, Hypnotic, Menacing, Moody, Ominous, Raw, Retro, Reverb, Riff, Roadhouse, Sinister, Sleazy, Sludge, Spiraling, Stoner, Tense, Trouble, Weed
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
75
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Plastic Pyre
Blackened smoke, plastic fires, blackened eyes
Every day there's more and more, fills the skies
Dancing 'round, and intertwined, with crimson haze
Most who see, all ignore, every day, yeah
Massive lines on crumbling roads, from before
Still they burn the oil and blood of dinosaurs
Hold your breath, bite your tongue, close your eyes
Lift away from the rest, to the skies, yeah
All is lost, all forgot, no one thought for a minute
Only bought, heavy cost, all across its beginning
All for naught, those forgot, never thought for a minute
Know the cost, heavy loss, all across its beginning
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
Dream Maker
Artist(s): Wolfspider
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Writer(s):
Armand Tambouris (ASCAP) 50% / Terry Gorka (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, NWOBHM
Keywords:
Arena, Bar, Beer, Bike, Biker, Buildup, Drinking, Driving, Drum Solo, Energetic, Fantasy, Fast, Garage, Guitar Solo, Hair Band, Head Banger, Highway, Hot Rod, Introduction, Motorcycle, Mythical, Outer Space, Power, Rousing, Solos, Teen, Warm Up
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hammond Organ
BPM:
194
Key:
A
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Dream Maker
Dreamt I was traveling at the speed of light
Soaring through the galaxy - conquering my enemies
Then a laser gun shot at me from the right
I never saw it coming - and I couldn't outrun him
Blew a big hole in the side of my ship
There was a fire and I had to eject
CHORUS
Dream Maker, won't you come and take me away
Dream Maker
I'm on a mission. Gonna save the universe
Odds are against me -no use pretending
Now I'm free falling thing appear to be their worst
The enemy is closer - but I'm not rolling over
He thinks he's won and got me by the balls
But my secret weapon's gonna lead to his downfall
Dream Maker, you know, this is my dream
Dream Maker, I need you to help me - Dream Maker
Help me (ad lib with screams)
Dream Maker, won't you come and take me away
Dream Maker
Dream Maker, you know, this is my dream
Dream Maker, I need you to help me - Dream Maker
Dream Maker
Dream Maker
Dream Maker
Dream Maker
Out Of Control
Artist(s): Wolfspider
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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:
Alternative Rock, Early Metal, Garage Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bar, Biker, British, Confrontational, Crushing, Dirty, Disoriented, Drugs, Fierce, Fight, Gritty, Hazy, Heavy, Intense, Lies, Mean, Pounding, Power, Raw, Relentless, Retro, Roadhouse, Smoke, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
120
Key:
E♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Out Of Control
There was a honeybee in need of satisfaction
She stole a kiss but it was only for reaction
To me the season teases only simple action
She skipped a flower but I guess it's just the fashion
My friends they don't believe me
They tease me
But I'm not alone
CHORUS:
Won't stop - beating beating
My heart is racing out of control
Can't stop - giving giving
My heart is racing out of control
The sweat is dripping falling down to my toes
I light a candle but it only cracked a window
She whispered softly please don't ever let me go
Believe me honeybee I'll keep your secret close
My friends they don't believe me
They tease me
But I'm not alone
CHORUS
Burned Out
Artist(s): Wolfspider
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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:
Alternative Rock, Early Metal, Garage Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bar, Biker, British, Confrontational, Crushing, Dirty, Disoriented, Drugs, Fierce, Fight, Gritty, Hazy, Heavy, Intense, Lies, Mean, Pounding, Power, Raw, Relentless, Retro, Roadhouse, Smoke, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
128
Key:
A♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Burned Out
Burned out dumbed down - all these objections
Totally terrified - all these distractions
CHORUS:
Oh oh oh oh
Up in smoke all burned out
Oh oh oh oh
Midnight madness all burned out
Let the dark side get a hold of you
Then what cha gonna do
Lethargy testing me - no motivation
Well-defined by design - savor the sensation
CHORUS
Temptation Queen
Artist(s): Anthony Coker and the Majestics
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Writer(s):
Brian Anthony Coker (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bar, Biker, Bouncy, Chasing, Concert, Crowd, Distortion, Dive Bar, Driving, Energetic, Evil, Extreme, Fast, Hair Band, Highway, Intense, Jukebox, Loose, Love, Muscle, Nostalgic, Power, Raucous, Relationship, Retro, Seductress, Temptation, Tough, Women
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
200
Key:
A
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Temptation Queen
She's my little temptation queen
Makes me makes me wanna scream
Treats me nasty, treats me mean
It's just like my wildest dreams
Brings me down to my knees
Tells me what she's gonna do to me
Once I thought I was an innocent boy
Who'd have thought I'd be her toy
She use and abuse me
Ain't gonna loose me
CHORUS:
Ain't no doubt
You know what I'm talking about
She's my temptation queen
Hurts so good it makes me cry
Hope she never say goodbye
Breaks me down to my soul
Such a good love it's gonna take it's toll
Calls me up on the phone
Got 5 minutes to come home
She says she don't wanna be alone
When she gets there she'll break my bone
She use and abuse me
Ain't gonna loose me
CHORUS
I'm not any special guy
She just chose me to satisfy
Little playtime has no end
She pick me back up to do it again
Ties me down every week
Says it's wise if I don't speak
Turns me into a freak
Charms me with a sea of kink
Use and abuse me
Ain't gonna loose me
CHORUS
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
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
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
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
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
Take Me Home
Artist(s): Anthony Coker and the Majestics
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Writer(s):
Brian Anthony Coker (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bar, Biker, Bluesy, Bouncy, Chasing, Concert, Crowd, Distortion, Dive Bar, Driving, Hair Band, Highway, Jukebox, Love, Muscle, Nostalgic, Pleading, Raucous, Relationship, Retro, Tough, Women
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
132
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Take Me Home
Oh girl, you've been killing me from the start
Diamond eyes shooting through my heart
You've been taking all my time
and I've been waiting all my life
CHORUS:
So mama, Wont you please take me home?
Mama, wont you please take me home
Oh oh why wont you even look my way?
Oh oh please dont make me wait another day
Who really knows what's meant to be?
So, might as well take a chance with me
CHORUS
Don't you know you're driving me crazy
With your "I'm not sure's, no's, and maybe's"
Give me an answer I haven't gotten lately
C'mon
You've been taking all my time
And I've been waiting all my life
CHORUS
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
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
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
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
Cash Is King
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / G.E. Stinson (BMI) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Echo Hawk Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Abrasive, Back Alley, Baritone, Bleak, Brooding, Cash, Crime, Crude, Dark, Dice, Dirty, Distortion, Gambling, Gravel, Greed, Gritty, Lo Fi, Lo-Fi, Money, Pool Hall, Raspy, Raw, Roadhouse, Rough, Scratchy, Seedy, Sleazy, Streets, Trashy, Villain, Worn
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Harmonica, Percussion
BPM:
120
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cash Is King
Cash is king
It rules the world
Cash is king
It rules the world
Crack that shell
And grab that pearl
Everybody's got an angle
They think they got a choice
But the one who's got the bank, yeah
'S got the loudest voice
Cash is king
It rules the world
Cash is king
It rules the world
Crack that shell
And grab that pearl
Solo
Don't fool yourself
We ain't the same
If you ain't got the gift
You don't own the game
Cash is king
It rules the world
Cash is king
It rules the world
Crack that shell
And grab that pearl
Cash is king - know what I mean
Cash is king - how how how how
Cash is king - mmmmmm
Cash is king - oh yeah
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...........
Sistema Perro
Artist(s): Paco
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Francisco Jimenez Garcia (ASCAP) 33.33% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Tony Vose Music (BMI) 33.33% / Latino Style Publishing (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Action, Alternative, Heavy Metal, Indie, Instrumental, Latin Rock, Male Vocal, Metal, Rap, Rock, Spanish
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Alley, Angry, Angst, Arrest, Barrio, Brash, Car, Chaos, Chase, City, Confrontational, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Energy, Escape, Fierce, Fight, Gang, Gangsta, Get Away, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Hostile, Intense, Jail, Lute, Mean, Menacing, Mexican, Mexico, Mug Shot, Ominous, Outrage, Prison, Rage, Rape, Raucous, Riot, Rousing, Scary, Shooting, Spanish Lyrics, Streets, Struggle, Urgent, Violence, Working
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Solo Drums
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
95
Language:
Spanish
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sistema Perro
SISTEMA PERRO
RUTHLESS SYSTEM
(English Rough Translation)
INTRO
¿Que pasa mi hermano, que no te quejas hermano, echándole mano, y no ves cambios?
What's the matter brother; you don't complain brother, work your fingers to the bone & don't see changes.
Este sistema no esta funcionando... no funciona!
This system doesn't work... it's not working!
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
Sistema perro que no cambia ni funciona
Ruthless system that doesn't change and doesn't work
Sistema perro que nos quema las hormonas
Ruthless system that burns our hormones
Sistema perro que nos tiene como cerdos
Ruthless system that treats us as pigs
Sistema perro que no tiene ni cerebro
Ruthless system that as no brain
¿Como puedo, como puedo avanzar?
How can I, how can I advance?
¿Como puedo, como puedo progresar?
How can I, how can I get ahead?
¿Como puedo, como puedo Latin rap?
How can I, how can I Latin rap?
¿Como puedo si no quieren escuchar?
How can I if they don't want to listen?
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
Trabajar, trabajar, más
Work, work, more
Trabajar, trabajar, más
Work, work, more
Trabajar, trabajar, más
Work, work, more
Trabajar, trabajar, más
Work, work, more
¿Cuantos emigramos por las mismas razones?
How many of us migrate for the same reasons?
¿No ven que mal están todas las situaciones?
Can't you see how bad the situation is?
Los que se quedan con el bote, son chingones
And those who stay with the boat are the big boys
Y aquí estamos sufriendo, cabrones!
And here we are suffering, bastards!
Yo soy de Cuba, también de Panamá
I am from Cuba, also from Panama
Soy de Guatemala, El Salvador y Honduras
I am from Guatemala, El Salvador and Honduras
Soy de México y de Costa Rica
I am from Mexico and Costa Rica
Donde el sistema es polvo pica pica
Where the system is a joke
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
Sistema perro que no cambia ni funciona
Ruthless system that doesn't change and doesn't work
Sistema perro que nos quema las hormonas
Ruthless system that burns our hormones
Sistema perro que nos tiene como cerdos
Ruthless system that treats us as pigs
Sistema perro que no tiene ni cerebro
Ruthless system that as no brain
¿Como puedo, como puedo avanzar?
How can I, how can I advance?
¿Como puedo, como puedo progresar?
How can I, how can I get ahead?
¿Como puedo, como puedo Latin rap?
How can I, how can I Latin rap?
¿Como puedo si no quieren escuchar?
How can I if they don't want to listen?
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
(Sistema) que nos tiene como cerdos
(System) that treats us as pigs
(Sistema) que no tiene ni cerebro
(System) that has no brain
Legion Of Angels
Artist(s): Rich Judd
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Writer(s):
Richard Judd (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Air Guitar, Angels, Anger, Apocalypse, Apocalyptic, Attack, Bad Ass, Blood, Brooding, Conflict, Damage, Dangerous, Dark, Demons, Destruction, Devil, Doom, End Of The World, Epic, Evil, Face Melter, Face Melting, Faith, Fight, Good Versus Evil, Gothic, Guitar Hero, Guitar Shop, Guitar Shred, Guitar Solo, Hair Band, Hair Metal, Heaven, Heavy, Hell, Impending, Life, Lucifer, Melodic, Menacing, Pain, Powerful, Rebellious, Religion, Riff, Rocking Out, Savior, Shred, Shredding, Shredding Guitar Solo, Tattoo, Trouble
Instruments:
Bass Guitar, Drums, Electric Guitar, Keyboard, Solo Electric Guitar
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Legion Of Angels
Once you rise it's your destiny
Angels fly in this war we see
Black winged ascender says the end is near
We have to be strong and overcome this fear
It doesn't take a miracle to believe
And if we stand united we'll defeat
CHORUS:
Don't you know that they will die for you
Prepare your wings 'cause heaven's calling you
Don't you know that they will die for you
And never part from Legions of Angels
Distant thunder piercing battle cries
White winged descenders sent to crucify
Heinous soldiers gathering lonely souls
God sent his allegiance to end this holy war
It doesn't take a miracle to believe
And if we stand united we'll defeat
CHORUS
Don't you know that they will die for you
Prepare your wings 'cause heaven's calling you
Don't you know that they will die for you
And never part from Legions of Angels
A Crime Comin' On
Artist(s): Second Son
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Writer(s):
Axel Bauer (AKM) 50% / Nicholas Charles Moxsom (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Neo Soul, Soul
Keywords:
Angry, Attitude, Bar, Cool, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Desperate, Detective, Dissatisfied, Downtrodden, Drifter, Driving, Fed Up, Frustrated, Goodbye, Gritty, Hard Times, Hazy, Moody, Moving On, On The Road, Pleading, Police, Prey, Raw, Retro, Reverb, Roadhouse, Soulful, Temptation, Tired, Tough, Urgent, Weary
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Horns
BPM:
108
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
A Crime Comin' On
CHORUS:
I feel a crime coming on
I can't hold out too long
I've tried all I know
But my resistance is low
I feel a crime coming on
I feel a crime coming on
All my patience is gone
Lord save the man
With temptation at hand
I feel a crime coming on
I've been a good man all my life
Worked my fingers to the bone
And it feels like it was all for nothing
I'm as poor as I ever was
I done run myself ragged
Always tried to do what's right
But you're really pushing me tonight
I'm losing my sanity
CHORUS
There's too much pressure
I can feel the heat
My anger's rising and
My pulse is the beat
If you keep on pushing
I might just break
So I pray to my maker
My soul to take
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
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
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