Tracks Similar To Little Citizen
Starin' Down The End
Artist(s): The Extinct
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Dino Soldo (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Brandino Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Classic Rock, Indie, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, College, Death, Drugs, New York, Protest, Psychedelic, Street, Struggle, Trippy, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
92
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Starin' Down The End
STARIN' DOWN THE END
Comin' up from a brimstone grind
With a shimmer glimmer gloss, but it's fadin'
My boots kept quackin', but I'm out now
It doesn't matter how
Grease has got a good grip underneath my fingers
You gotta fake it...Broke and you can't take it
Screamin' at the top of your lungs
It ain't me...It'll never be
You never wanna see my friends
Too many inocent are Starin' Down the End
They'll be Starin' Down the End
They'll be Starin' Down the End
Too many inocent are Starin' Down the End
Starin' Down the End
All my friends will be Starin' Down the End
Don't make me a concept
Payin' for the crime...Knockin' down the time
Man you think you got the right guy
In a coldasack...never lookin' back...thinkin' that's a fact
Gotta mighta really find the back way out
But I stay outside
'Cos breathin' you air's like gettin' caught in a riptide
Keepin' me fixed like I'm a dreamer
Who's makin' me a slave to the way that 'ya want it to be
'Ya keep me Starin' Down the End
Starin' Down the End
Too many inocent are Starin' Down the End
'Ya keep me Starin' Down the End
Starin' Down the End
All my friends will be Starin' Down the End
Starin' Down the End
REPEAT
SOLO
CHORUS
Crash N' Burn
Artist(s): John's TV
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Frankie Blue (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Pony Boy Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Angst, Burn, College, Crash, Dangerous, Edge, Energy, Gritty, Psychedelic, Teen, Temptation, Thrill, Trippy, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
What Are You Waiting For
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, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues, Blues Rock, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop Rock
Keywords:
Attitude, Chill, College, Confident, Cool, Dark, Dirty, Driving, Drug Trip, Drugs, Edgy, Emotional, Energetic, Garage, Gritty, High, Hip, Hipster, Hollywood, Hopeful, Laid Back, Lively, Mellow, Optimistic, Playful, Positive, Psychedelic, Relaxed, Retro, Seductive, Sexy, Silver Lake, Soulful, Stoned, Teen Angst, Throwback, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Organ
BPM:
91
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
What Are You Waiting For
I can feel my heart now it's beating harder
So won't you stay for a while longer?
We always get so far but no further
But now I want it all
So what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
Oh I know you're trying so hard to please me
With what you got, honey, that's so easy
Your voodoo's brought me down to my knees
And now I just want some more
So what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
I can feel my heart now it's beating harder
So won't you stay for a while longer?
'Cause now I want it all
So what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
Yeah, what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
Just Outta Reach
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, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop Rock
Keywords:
Brooklyn, Chill Out, College, Cool, Dark, Dirty, Driving, Drug Trip, Drugs, Eerie, Garage, Haunting, High, Hip, Hipster, Hollywood, Laid Back, Mellow, Moody, Moving, Psychedelic, Quirky, Relaxed, Retro, Silver Lake, Stoned, Strange, Teen Angst, Throwback, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Piano
BPM:
91
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Just Outta Reach
I've fallen for someone I can't have
I long to be with her but I can't
Why are the ones that are just out of reach,
Always the ones you fall in love with?
Why are the ones that are just out of reach,
Always the ones you fall in love with?
I've known since the first time I saw her
She is the one, but she's taken
Why are the ones that are just out of reach,
Always the ones you fall in love with?
Why are the ones that are just out of reach,
Always the ones you fall in love with?
Sometimes it hurts just to see her
'Cos she'll never know how I feel
Why are the ones that are just out of reach,
Always the ones you fall in love with?
Why are the ones that are just out of reach,
Always the ones you fall in love with?
Why are the ones that are just out of reach,
Always the ones you fall in love with?
Why are the ones that are just out of reach,
Always the ones you fall in love with?
A Vice Or Two
Artist(s): Matcli
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Writer(s):
Brandon Aram (BMI) 50% / Steven B. Johnson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, EMO, Indie, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Addiction, Alcoholism, Angst, Breakup, Coffee House, College, Confused, Disillusioned, Doubt, Drugs, Emotional, Fight, Heartfelt, Inner Conflict, Questioning, Radio, Reflective, Relationship, Sadness, Struggle, Troubled, Unsure, Vice, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard
BPM:
102
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
A Vice Or Two
A Vice or Two
I'll strive for the framework of my old life
I have to find a new one, but at least I'm trying am I
So close I found all of the pieces to my scattered puzzle
But I'm just too lazy to put them all in place
Of what
Was there
It's just a vice or two I swear
I'll leave behind
I know I shouldn't come here
Cause it's clear you know what I'm coming here for
And I've said I don't really need this
So I won't, but I know it's gonna keep me awake
We've paid for the promises we've both made
But I'm still expending my last emotions and notions and it's been
So long I don't remember what you look like
But I'm sure it's just right
So I'll just throw down another one and think
Of what
It's for
Its just a vice or two I swore
I'd leave behind
I don't want you to come here
It's not clear, I don't know what you're coming here for
If you're anything like you used to be
Then be sure, you know it's gonna keep me awake
For days, and days
I know I shouldn't come here
It's clear you know what I'm coming here for
And I've said, I don't really need this
So I won't, but I know it's gonna keep me awake
I don't want you to come here
It's not clear, I don't know what you're coming here for
If you're anything like you used to be
Then be sure, you know it's gonna keep me awake
For days, and days
It's just a vice or two I swear I'll leave behind
The Sky Is Gonna Fall
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Squid Knees Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, 2000s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues, Blues Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Alley, Bar, City, Club, Dark, Drugs, Gritty, Moody, Night, Ominous, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Seedy, Tough, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Keyboard
BPM:
102
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Sky Is Gonna Fall
THE SKY IS GONNA FALL
Black eyes, red face, rage inside
The man who's got nothing's got nothing to hide
Lipstick, cigarette, stains the hand
Of a woman who needs, needs more than a man
White trash, sundress, livin' alone
Condemned to the dirt daddy gave her at home
Gold capped, eye-tooth, bleeds in the hall
If something don't change, The Sky is Gonna Fall
Dark soul, cold-blooded, driven with pain
What goes around once, goes around again
Dead-bolted, metal door, security walls
If something don't change, The Sky is Gonna Fall
The Sky is Gonna Fall
The Sky is Gonna Fall
The Sky is Gonna Fall
If something don't change, The Sky is Gonna Fall
Faceless, no name, caught in the crack
Left turn, crossroads, no lookin' back
Hard luck, bad luck, no luck at all
If something don't change, The Sky is Gonna Fall
(Ooo, ooo, ooo)
The Sky is Gonna Fall
The Sky is Gonna Fall
The Sky is Gonna Fall
If something don't change, The Sky is Gonna Fall
Nothing
Artist(s): Bad Temper
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Writer(s):
Nick Vincent (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Grunge, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Angry, Angst, College, Dark, Emotional, Gloomy, Gritty, KROQ, Moody, Party, Rebellious, Seattle, Snotty, Somber, Teen, Trippy, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
Year Recorded:
1997
BPM:
98
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Nothing
Nothing
Back door slams, a thousand times
Night as black as sleep
Who knows when, God know where, his soul was sold so cheap
Thought I saw him shed his skin
Morning flesh and blood begin to crawl
CHORUS
Nothing said the sun to me, yeah, nothing
Nothing said the sun to me, yeah, nothing – nothing at all
Told me twice, forgot my name, made you call my bluff
Convulsions stop - top, it's getting, close, but it isn't close enough
Failed the cross but tried to pray
Sorry, stranger, pain's too strong to fall
CHORUS
Nothing said the sun to me, yeah, nothing (dull down to the ground)
Nothing said the sun to me, yeah, nothing – nothing at all
Take it – don't wake me
Take it – can't shake it
Take it – accept it – I won't
Back door slams, I wish it would
Years gone by now – fells like thousand
Feels like nothing...
CHORUS
Bring It On
Artist(s): Slur-P
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / David Armitage (BMI) 33.33% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Tony Vose Music (BMI) 33.33% / Tech Styles Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Hip Hop, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rap, Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Barrio, City, Club, Cop Show, Dark, Death, Drive By, Drugs, Energy, Explicit Lyrics, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Guns, Mean, Ominous, Party, Prison, Promo, Scary, Sex, Shooting, Sports, Street, Strip Club, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Synthesizer
BPM:
85
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bring It On
BRING IT ON (Clean)
Man these little fools think they can step up and try to question my authority
Don't they know it's life or death out here in the city streets
Rockin' these gritty beats, please
Ill disease manifest in violent fantasies and tendencies to overreact attack and ransack villages the pillager like Ghengis Khan you relate the source of infinite hate that motivates a killer the shark the 24-7 hunter red eyes gleam search for the mark wak MC on pipe dream step to the cipher to sharpen my claws loosen some jaws give final rites say goodnight and send 'em home in a box my fight not I'm hyped ready for war check my arsenal and strap refresh ammo and head for the door want a firefight slide into the night a deadly shadow that could shift the stitch of the fates with one riff and unleash a massacre I'm blastin master assassin on the warpath can't hold back it's full blast comin ill to correct catch wreck and snap necks with some raw ass funk no need for special effects
Chorus:
Bring it on
You wanna play me
Think I'm crazy
I'm gonna show you
Blow you away
I can take anything you got
Shoot your shot wake up cause
I own this game
Lab explosion you're dozin I'm swingin for the balcony rows and your flows are stopping at your toes your sole projection you're clothes and watch chose to perfection grab the steel and your as real as 'its at a porno convention I outbox you one handed outfox at every twist and turn of my command of reckless abandon more shots landed your crew can't stand it watchin my underhanded tactics expose your need for more practice I'm sharp like cactus spikes light up the mike and rock block your weakness while I freak this hip hop true MC battle me and be left in memory or just forgotten as one more fate who's style is rotten you're a seed that never sprouted you never made the first stage when I engage I'm lethal as a twelve gauge at close range my battle axioms are razor sharp practice the dark arts I'll cut out your heart from the start your marked
Chorus
There's no escape from this reality just another casualty of combat better go back slow down your drum track in fact start from scratch cause your whole style is wak soundin like a Jack Kerowac crack flashback I react my instinct go for the throat I wanna hear you choke disappear in a cloud of my gun smoke <> hope defeated I'm top seated royally treated warnings should be headed true contenders needed I'll repeat it if I must stay weeded when I bust I outlast and outpace the enemy is crushed dust to dust ashes to ashes they all fall down retain my crown go down in history books and catch jealous looks take off my cape and dance around like godfather James Brown when you hear the funky sound you know its time to get down the mike burner bomb sparker drive the party insane so bring it on 'cause I own this game y'hear bring it to me
Chorus
Trippin' On You
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, 1970s, Alternative Rock, Blues, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Jazz, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Chill, College, Cool, Dark, Dirty, Driving, Drug Trip, Drugs, Emotional, Garage, High, Hip, Hipster, Laid Back, Mellow, Obsessive, Passionate, Psychedelic, Relaxed, Retro, Seductive, Sexy, Silver Lake, Soulful, Stoned, Throwback, Trippy, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hammond Organ
BPM:
80
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Trippin' On You
My mind is flowing out
Far across the universe
I just want to let you know
I just want to let you know
That I'm trippin' on you right now
I just want to let you know
I just want to let you know
That I'm trippin' on you right now
I'm on an all time high
Excuse me while I kiss the sky
I just want to let you know
I just want to let you know
That I'm trippin' on you right now
I just want to let you know
I just want to let you know
That I'm trippin' on you right now
I just want to let you know
I just want to let you know
That I'm trippin' on you right now
I just want to let you know
I just want to let you know
That I'm trippin' on you right now
I just want to let you know
I just want to let you know
That I'm trippin' on you right now
So Spiritual
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, 1970s, Alternative Rock, Blues, Blues Rock, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Trip Hop
Keywords:
Chill, College, Cool, Dark, Dirty, Driving, Drug Trip, Drugs, Emotional, Garage, High, Hip, Hipster, Laid Back, Mellow, Obsessive, Passionate, Psychedelic, Relaxed, Retro, Seductive, Sexy, Silver Lake, Soulful, Stoned, Throwback, Trippy, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
115
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
So Spiritual
Hands across your mouth We won't come back down
While the city sleeps
Your soul kiss is so sweet
And we fall like rain
It's so spiritual
It's so spiritual
It's so spiritual
There's a fire in your eyes
A thousand burning lies
And the ghosts you keep
Speak in tongues to me
I feel it in my veins
It's so spiritual
It's so spiritual
It's so spiritual
It's so spiritual
It's so spiritual
It's so spiritual
That I'm trippin' on you right now
I just want to let you know
I just want to let you know
That I'm trippin' on you right now
I just want to let you know
I just want to let you know
What I Am
Artist(s): G-$tack
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Action, Hard Core Rap, Hard Rock, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Rap Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Angry, Arrest, Barrio, Boastful, Bragger, Chaos, City, Compton, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energy, Frat Party, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Loot, Mean, Mug Shot, Ominous, Outrage, Prison, Rage, Rape, Riot, Scary, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Struggle, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Cowbell, Drums, Guitar, Percussion
BPM:
88
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
What I Am
Been bangin' since I was seven
A lost hope
Put on some Dickey's and picked up a.44
A flame thrower, feeling no jokes
I opened up on my veins and nearly overdosed
No Similac suckin' young hoodie's buckin'
Hold fully automatics I'm a semi-nut and
I cede nothing cause livin wit no dough
If you comin' soft ya slippin' it's a no no I'll lay you low
Cause I am
Huntin' for the folks that slick slicky
Punk if you don't I bury slow lames sickly
You hopin' I'll go, set you free, can't without the keys
I'ma end the matter wit the magazine make ya peace.
What I am is what I am
So you wanna little peace of me
What I am is what I am
I'ma show you how it's gonna be
Please forgive me when we settle the sco'...so street
My mortal enemy has taken my soul my life's overtaken
For my minds seekin'
No sleep, my brain's leakin'
When I tried giving up the fangs cut deep and rough
I'm feelin' stuck, I'm a soldier forsaken seekin' lovin'
I'm dreaming holding the trigger with 9 killers dumpin'
I strayed wrong, chasin' mo dough, robbin' and peelin' I'm cold bottled up, my domino's falling slow!
Now take a look at ya! When seein' mo' figures in dollar-takes the mo' we lie!
And all the sorrows keep my criminal insane karma comin'.
When it comes a callin' and I fall who's going wit' me now?
There's no fakin', there's no more "take-a-knee"
Walkin' the stroll so meekly
Singin' a song so sickening
Too many blunts you won't wake up
You're only weakening
Thickest one- we sickin' 'em
Then I'll hook you up to mega watts and make you think again
Rotten to the core
I spit and now you know
Don't wanna push me son, fo' sho' end the scenario
Arms-fitted an I'm so quick wit' it
If you balk gonna walk that talk; don't want that chalk; you smerk- I'll wreck it! Cause I
Disarray
Artist(s): Matcli
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Writer(s):
Brandon Aram (BMI) 50% / Steven B. Johnson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, EMO, Indie, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Addiction, Angst, Anthem, Breakup, Coffee House, College, Confused, Disarray, Dissatisfied, Doubt, Emotional, Growing Apart, Heartfelt, Inner Conflict, Leaving, Questioning, Radio, Reflective, Relationship, Sadness, Searching, Separation, Struggle, Teen, Troubled, Unsure, Vice, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard
BPM:
90
Key:
D
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Disarray
Disarray
Think this over
If you don't it's going to take me under
When I can't afford to be a step down from anyone
That I've ever been
I've known for a while now
This inhibition has got a hold of my every move
It makes me want to step down from everything
I've been trying to be
Disarray, disarray let the disorder come
Just like in California, where I'm from, I'm from
And say like everyone
You know its in me
So tell me why I always disagree, disagree
Doing nothing
Has just as many consequences
I'm sure you know
But failing is the one thing above it all
That drives us away
Its my personality
I know you know it
Do you know what you mean to me
And did you know that you're the one thing above it all
But now you're going away
Disarray, disarray let the disorder come
Just like in California, where I'm from, I'm from
And say like everyone
You know its in me
So tell me why I always disagree, disagree
Yes We Can
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:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk Rock
Keywords:
British, Cars, Club, College, Crazy, Dark, Deal, Drugs, Energetic, Fun, Garage, High, High School, Money, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Party, Promo, Psychedelic, Racing, Scary, Snotty, Spoiled, Stage Diving, Teen, Trailer, Underground, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
134
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Yes We Can
YES WE CAN
They didn't think we could do it
But yes we can
Yea we can show 'em how to do it
Yes we can – yes we can
We're gonna climb the mountain
We're gonna take it to the top
And anyone who's still doubting
Yea we ain't never gonna stop, never stop stop stop
It'll blow your mind – it'll blow your mind
Come on come on come on
They say we want the answer
But baby nothing is free
You won't know until you grab
And then you hold the key yea you hold the key
It'll blow your mind – it'll blow your mind
Come on come on come on
Don't Keep Me Waiting
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:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk Rock
Keywords:
British, Cars, Club, College, Crazy, Deal, Drugs, Energetic, Fun, Garage, High, High School, Money, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Promo, Psychedelic, Racing, Scary, Snotty, Spoiled, Stage Diving, Teen, Trailer, Underground, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
89
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Don't Keep Me Waiting
DON'T KEEP ME WAITING
Don't keep me waiting
Don't keep me waiting
Don't keep me waiting
I'm waiting – I'm waiting
I'm waiting
Don't keep me waiting
I'm waiting waiting waiting waiting
Sunset Terrace
Artist(s): Buddha Belly
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Mark Governor (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Citysound Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Alone, Breakup, British, Broken Heart, Emotional, Heartfelt, Introspective, Leaving, Loss, Nostalgic, Passionate, Psychedelic, Relationship, Sad Memories, Separation, Sunset, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Synthesizer
BPM:
93
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sunset Terrace
Sunset Terrace
Does anyone know the place
Where trouble ends and love begins?
She used to take me there somehow
Does anyone understand
How much I need her here with me?
It's too late, she's gone away
To Sunset Terrace now
Under a paper moon
A blackbird sings out of tune
As wolves dance around the room
She signs the will, she takes a pill
And she smiles.
She always tried to find
The pleasure trapped inside my pain
From her every kiss felt like a vow
I never understood
Why she'd want any part of me
It's too late, she's gone away
To Sunset Terrace now
Under the plastic sun
A carnival has begun
When rain scorches everyone
It's a perfect day
Your head and heart melt away
Under electric stars
Songs play a black guitar
Adrift in a junkyard car
You're all alone
Hang up the phone now and drive.
Does anyone know the place
Where trouble ends and love begins
She used to take me there somehow
Does anyone understand
How much I need her here with me?
It's too late, she's gone away
To Sunset Terrace now
Breathe, Sleep, Peace
Artist(s): John's TV
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Frankie Blue (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Pony Boy Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Indie, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Anger, Angst, Atmospheric, College, Creepy, Disturbed, Dream, Grunge, Haunting, Searching, Sleep, Teen, Trippy, Troubled, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
71
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Breathe, Sleep, Peace
Some days I open my eyes
But I can't see, darkness everywhere all over me
I reach out with my face in my hands
Try and tear free but the blackness keeps covering me
I don't want it
I don't need it
Don't know why but it won't let go
I don't want it
I don't need it
Don't know why but I can't let go
So I drink dark liquid down
And I breathe, sleep
Breathe, sleep, peace
I'm a happy guy, dangerously calm
In this world I try
Dark is everywhere tormenting me
I don't want it
I don't need it
Don't know why but it won't let go
I don't want it
I don't need it
Don't know why but I can't let go
So I drink dark substance down
And I breathe, sleep
Breathe, sleep, peace
Something's gotta give in a life that's so pure
Every day we swallow it down
Wait and put all that hate that's around
How's it gonna ever gonna get out
So I drink dark substance down
And I breathe, sleep
Breathe, sleep, peace
Blunt
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alley, Barrio, City, Club, Cop Show, Dark, Death, Drive By, Drugs, Energy, Explicit Lyrics, Gang, Gangsta, Getting High, Ghetto, Guns, Marijuana, Mean, Ominous, Party, Pot, Prison, Scary, Shooting, Stoned, Stoner, Street, Urban, Weed
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Synthesizer
Year Recorded:
2003
BPM:
90
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Blunt
Blunt
Chorus
We drinkin wine till we insane
Then we poppin down something gonna fry your brain
Hit the table and we sniff up the cocaine
Then we kick it all back with da blunt, da blunt blunt
Repeat 1x
1st Verse
Me and the homies we run the streets from dusk till dawn
Party and pump we pimpin every night its on
We stay wit da greenery playa put it in the air
Rollin by the cops smoking homey we don't care
Six soldiers deep and every gangsta got his own pound
Got some chickens that like to blow
Spread it all around
Sprinkle some on Mr. Willy baby put it in her mouth
Dropped her back around the corner
She was cussin and poutin
But you know how we do it's a P Unit thang
The pimpin they get from me is from the top of the game
Get em high and then we toss em in packs leave em in fits
Everybody around this town knows our parties are it
We're the baddest of the bunch
Nobody even closer
This is Ghetto Fantasy Island
tub
Man this is the kind of night me and homies love
It's a wild scene boy, playa anything goes
Weed smoking homey ladies quick to come out their clothes
They'll do anything for it people humpin
Repeat Chorus
3rd Verse
You'd think I was Tony Montana look at all of this snow
Looks like Christmas on the table
Comes in a constant flow
Stay cool we stay full of them chemicals
Don't be a fool P Unit rules we give it to you gals
Smoking all day the coke got my heart racing' fo sho
Six breezies all satisfied another ready to go
The homies kicked back chillin telling old war stories
I'm peepin the scene while they revel back in their glory
The blunt's got em talking
Blow got the honies stalkin
A little white lightning get tha bras and panties poppin
So much wild stuff happenin too much for the average
It'll fry your brain
Sometimes it's hard to manage
Kick back wit da blunt blunt
Puff a blunt blunt
I know you're enjoying yourself no need to front front
Out of all the city crews we got the baddest groupie broads
They like the power and money
We only give em blow and rods
Repeat Chorus
Mr. Pork I'm the hoster
Everywhere
They just wanna have a good time
Kick a private affair
We ballin out of control the Unit doin it right
Come party with us I promise you'll be as high as a kite
There's 2 in back homey waitin aiminz to please
Drop her a ball she'll give it to you wet butt up on her knees
Repeat Chorus
Vamp
Smoke....
Smoke....
Smoke....
Smoke....
2nd Verse
The room is full of purple haze and towers of powder
We in the penthouse tower
Hit both broads in an hour
Man it's 4 a.m. and we been up around 22
She wanna bang on the balcony
Hot crack with a view
The penthouse is smokin'
People snortin China White
The unit's been known to drop 50G's in a night
It really don't matter we're a full service crew
We provide you the experience
Dog u know how we do
20 bikini booties bouncing all up in da
Repeat Vamp
The River
Artist(s): Wolfspider
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Writer(s):
Aaron Johnson (SESAC) 35% / Armand Tambouris (ASCAP) 30% / Robin Adair Ryder (BMI) 20% / Terry Gorka (BMI) 15%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 35% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 30% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 35%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angst, Bold, Courage, Dangerous, Determined, Edge, Energy, Funky, Gritty, Hollywood, Intense, Man Vs. Nature, Nature, Outdoors, Persistence, Psychedelic, Raw, Sports, Survival, Thrill
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
190
Key:
E♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The River
Brace yourself for the winter storm
Falling ashes, fire flashes
Show me what faith is for
Patience find me, the blind are guiding
Take me to the river
Take me to the sea
Waking up can be a chore
Walking inside me, the soul dividing
The past is laying on the floor
One for shaking, one for breaking
Take me to the river
Take me to the sea
Well I,
I thought I loved the ocean
Until it buried me
Cold hands unlock the door
Heavy hearted, born departed
Can this be what Love is for
Safe in silence, stay behind us
Take me to the river
Take me to the sea
Well I,
I fought off every ocean
They'll never bury me
Sweet Providing Woman
Artist(s): Paul Otten
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Cheerful, City, College, Confident, Dance, Driving, Fun, Grateful, High School, Hipster, Hollywood, Party, Radio, Sexy, Snotty, Soulful, Strut, Style, Teen, Thankful, Upbeat, Uplifting, Young, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Piano, Guitar, Percussion, Piano
BPM:
100
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sweet Providing Woman
A truth hit me upside the head
It wound me up and let me fly
That I couldn't be nothin'
I wouldn't be nothin' without this sweet providing woman
I couldn't be the wind in your sails
I couldn't be the apple of your eye
I just couldn't be nothin'
I wouldn't be nothin' without this sweet providing woman
I wouldn't have a ghost of a chance
I wouldn't have this fight in my soul
I wouldn't be nothin'
I couldn't be nothin' without this sweet providing woman
This sweet providing woman
This sweet providing woman
Slow Movin' Man
Artist(s): Elijah Honey
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Mikneiah John Sweeney (PRS) 50% / Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop Rock
Keywords:
Bar, Bayou, Beer, Biker, Chiming, College, Cool, Drinking, Fun, Garage, Gritty, Grunge, Hip, Hipster, Night Club, Party, Psychedelic, Raunchy, Retro, Rootsy, Rough, Rowdy, Southern, Strut, Swagger, Swampy, Throwback, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Organ
BPM:
75
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Slow Movin' Man
Once I was a young man
Walking up and down the line
Just out to get my rocks off
And staying drunk all the time
But now I'm a grown man woman
And I've learned my lesson well
I may not get to heaven
But I've sure done my time in hell
I'm a slow movin'
A slow movin' man
Ooh-hoo, yes I am
You've been crying so long
But you don't have to cry no more
You know I'll treat you right chile
When I come a-knockin' at your door
'Cos now I'm a grown man woman
And I know how to take my time
So hush now chile with your weepin'
Everything'll be just fine
I'm a slow movin'
A slow movin' man
Ooh-hoo, yes I am
Once I was a young man
Walking up and down the line
Just out to get my rocks off
And staying drunk all the time
But now I'm a grown man woman
Oh I've learned my lesson well
I may not get to heaven
But I've done my time in hell
'Cos, I'm a slow movin'
A slow movin' man
Lovechile
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, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop Rock
Keywords:
Bar, Beer, Biker, Celebration, Chiming, College, Cool, Drinking, Fun, Garage, Grunge, Hip, Hipster, Night Club, Party, Psychedelic, Raunchy, Retro, Rough, Rowdy, Swagger, Throwback, Tough, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Lovechile
Yesterday has gone
Now the time has come
For you to find what's in your soul
And whatever you need
You can take from me
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Ain't no one like you
Nobody who could
Ever see behind these eyes
And whatever you need
You can lean on me
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Yesterday has gone
Now the time has come
For you to find what's in your soul
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love
Lovechile
I'll give you my love
Lovechile
I'll give you my love
Lovechile
I'll give you my love
Lovechile
I'll give you my love, chile
Lovechile
I'll give you my love
Lovechile
I'll give you my love
Lovechile
I'll give you my love
Lovechile
I'll give you my love
Lovechile
I Know You Better
Artist(s): Radio Villains
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Writer(s):
Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 50% / Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Pop Rock
Keywords:
Bubbly, Celebration, College, Companionship, Cool, Cute, Energetic, Energy, Friendship, Fun, Happy, Hip, Moving, Party, Positive, Sentimental, Sweet, Teen, Thoughtful, Together, Unity, Uplifting, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Piano
BPM:
100
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Know You Better
You don't have to say
What is on your mind
'Cos I already know
Yeah, I already know
You're like an open book to me
You're like an open book to me
I know you better than anybody else
I know you better than you know yourself
And I know that you want me, honey
Oh yeah
You don't have to try
To be someone you're not
'Cos I'm already sold
On the one I've got
I need nothing more than you
I need nothing more than you, oh no
You know me better than anybody else
You know me better than I know myself
And you know that I want you, honey
We ain't got nothing to hide from each other
There's nothing but our hearts on our sleeves
It's always so easy
It's always so easy
With you and me
I know you better than anybody else
I know you better than you know yourself
And I know that you want me, honey
You know me better than anybody else
You know me better than I know myself
And you know that I want you, honey
We ain't got nothing to hide from each other
There's nothing but our hearts on our sleeves
It's always so easy
It's always so easy
With you and me, oh yeah
With you and me, oh yeah
With you and me, oh yeah
With you and me, oh yeah
Be Good
Artist(s): Paul Otten
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Indie, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Pop Rock
Keywords:
Angst, Breakup, Broken Hearted, College, Confident, Conflicted, Contemporary, Cool, Desire, Frustrated, Hip, Love Loss, Obsessive, Reflective, Relationship, Resentment, Teen, Upset, Young, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
80
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Be Good
I'm on guard
Every hour, every day
Then you came along
And let the cat out of the bag
And now I find myself
In the thick of this
Fending off your wicked ways
And I pray
Let me be
Let me be
Let me be good
Oh I've tried
I've tried but I don't think I'll ever get the hang of it
My feet to the fire
My head is a mess
You turned loose my desire
And put my heart to the test
And now I find myself
In the thick of this
Face to face with your wicked ways
And I pray
I try to douse this fire
And you just fan the flames
I'm a goner for sure at this rate
My Albatross
Artist(s): Matcli
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Writer(s):
Brandon Aram (BMI) 50% / Steven B. Johnson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Angst, Apprehensive, Burden, Confrontational, Confused, Disarray, Dissatisfied, Doubt, Emotional, Energetic, Fraud, Inner Conflict, Intense, Lies, Nervous, Questioning, Scared, Struggle, Survival, Troubled, Unsure, Upset, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
146
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
My Albatross
My Albatross
I didn't see it no I didn't even open the door
I just walked on by too quick to recognize
Since then I've concluded that I'm legally blind
I don't wanna trust my own eyes
And if and when I choose to see
I'll be facing the responsibility
Of knowing but not divulging
Such a clever fraud but where's your camouflage
There goes your legacy, here comes my albatross
I'll never tell, no I wouldn't even fancy the thought
I'll just let it slide who knows how many times
My god its a miracle we've even survived
Under the gravity of your lies
And if I had the nerve to squeal
It'd induce in you a monstrous upheaval
And it'd consume us all oh no
Such a clever fraud but where's your camouflage
There goes your legacy here comes my albatross
You're not a clever fraud without your camouflage
There goes your legacy here comes my albatross
And if and when I choose to see
I'll be facing the responsibility
Of knowing but not divulging
And if I had the nerve to squeal
It'd induce in you a monstrous upheaval
And it'd consume us all oh no
Is this the legacy that you wanna leave
Tell me why I should believe
What they've taught me to believe
You're not a clever fraud
Without your camouflage
There goes your legacy
Here comes my albatross
All The Way
Artist(s): Derek's Ashes
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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, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Garage, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk, Punk Rock
Keywords:
British, Cars, Club, College, Crazy, Dark, Drugs, Energetic, Frenzy, Fun, High, High School, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Party, Promo, Psychedelic, Racing, Scary, Snotty, Spoiled, Stage Diving, Teen, Trailer, Underground, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
All The Way
ALL THE WAY
We're goin' all the way – all the way
Take it all the way
We're goin' all the way – all the way
Push it all the way
Hey – hey – hey
Hey – hey – hey
I been waiting waiting oh so long
My heart's about to burst and my nerves are so raw
We wanna tell you people every thing we know
We're gonna tear it up, we're getting' ready to go go go go...
CHORUS
(INSTRUMENTAL)
Now all the lights are down but the fever's hot
I know this our chance, you only get one shot
'Cos when the man says hit it you play to win
Yeah we take no prisoners, all you beginners
You better start listenin'....
CHORUS
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