Tracks Similar To Love Tattoo
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
The Alternative
Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / John Holmes (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Cymblicity Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Hard Rock, Indie, Instrumental
Keywords:
Club, Defiant, Drugs, Emotional, Gloomy, Gritty, Grunge, Introspective, Laid Back, Modern, Moody, Radio, Rebellious, Reckless, Seattle, Sports, Teen, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
105
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Don't Tread
Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / John Holmes (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Cymblicity Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Grunge, Instrumental
Keywords:
Dark, Defiant, Drugs, Emotional, Gloomy, Gritty, Grunge, Modern, Moody, Rebellious, Seattle
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
114
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
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?
Faces
Artist(s): The Talks
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Writer(s):
Jody Alexander Moore (PRS) 50% / Patrick Pretorius (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, British, Entertainment News Rock, European, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Club, College, Confident, Dancing, Disaffected Youth, Drinking, Energetic, Feel Good, Frenzy, Fun, High, High School, Light, Lively, Party, Playful, Promo, Quirky, Radio, Rambunctious, Rebellious, Shopping, Snotty, Style, Teen, Trailer, Upbeat, Volatile, Young, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
85
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Faces
Faces
All the faces, dress up scensters
I don't think I could be a fitting face
Nice t-shirt looks the same as all the others I've seen in here
Don't you think it's so damn funny
The straighteners out
all the boys have gone vain
So splendid look at the labels
Watching my hair isn't disguising my face
Come in and join the faces
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know x 3
Come in you're one of the faces
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Across the room I see she's staring
Her pearly white teeth and a tropical reef
She's a scenster, definately an eighter
So put on your face and pretentious ways
She's waiting, patiently waiting
She's come all this way just to see you play
She's feeling so damn trendy
She boys closing in
With the patience and the grace
Come in and join the faces
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know x 3
Come in you're one of the faces
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
You've got the one time to impress with the rhyme
You've got the one time, you'd better not mess up the rhyme
You've got the one time to impress with the rhyme
You've got the one time, say one time
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Come in and join the faces
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know x 3
Come in you're one of the faces
I don't know I don't know, I don't know.
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
Yada Yada Yada
Artist(s): Hans DeKline
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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, Bumpers, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk, Punk Rock, Rock, Transitions
Keywords:
Angst, Bored, Cars, Club, College, Energetic, Laguna Beach, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Party, Pop Punk, Rebellious, Skater, Snotty, Spoiled, Sports, Stage Diving, Teen, The O.C., Travel, Upbeat, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
80
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Yada Yada Yada
YADA YADA YADA
You call me – I call you
I see you every day at school
We hang out like best friends
I wonder will this ever end
You tell me everything
I listen to you rambling
I'm hoping that the end is near
'Cos while you're whining all I hear is
CHORUS:
Yada yada yada – yada yada yada – yada yada yada
Blah blah blah
Friday night my parents say
Boy you can't go out that way
I don't know what they see
They think something's wrong with me
Get a job, comb your hair
I can see your underwear
My dad keeps screaming in my ear
My mom yells too but all I hear is
CHORUS
I'm so bored, I watch the tube
All that's on is stupid news
The shuttle's up – the stocks are down
There's someone famous in my town
A bank got robbed – the President lied
Somebody I don't know just died
I know these things should be profound
But I don't care 'cos it all sounds like
CHORUS
Top of The World
Artist(s): Spit Lick
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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, Garage Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk, Punk Rock
Keywords:
British, Cars, Club, College, Counterculture, Edgy, Energetic, Explicit Lyrics, Gritty, Living Large, Money, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Party, Positive, Raucous, Raw, Rebel, Rebellious, Rich Kid, Skater, Snotty, Social Commentary, Spoiled, Sports, Stage Diving, Teen, Top Of The World, Travel, Upbeat, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
144
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Top of The World
TOP OF THE WORLD
VERSE 1
Gonna take my lip to the employment line
Gonna stick it in your face and spit
'Cos the air up here smells like filthy money
But I don't need that s***
Yeah you can take all your worldly possessions
And shove 'em with the evening news
'Cos it's you bourgeoisie dope
'Round my neck like a rope
I'll keep my dollars soiled in my shoes
CHORUS
Yeah I'm on top of the world - I'm the king of nothin'
On top of the world - you had it comin'
Yeah I'm looking down on all you fools
I'm on top of the world
VERSE 2
You're just a stuck-up half-wit, a full-of-it nitwit
With not a single thought of your own
And they've taken you and turned you inside out
There's nothing left but your hole
Yeah I never did fall for the lies they fed
I'm gnawing on my portion of pride
When the saints were always sinners
My kind become the winners
I never really needed to hide
CHORUS
VERSE 3
You're an offensive crime,
You're just a waste of time
In a three-piece suit disguise
Like the talking fool stranded in my TV tube
Selling loads of something I won't buy
CHORUS
Spontaneous Combustion
Artist(s): Slushy
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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, Bumpers, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk Rock, Rock, Transitions
Keywords:
Cars, Club, College, Energetic, First Date, First Impression, First Kiss, Laguna Beach, Money, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Party, Pop Punk, Positive, Rebellious, Rich Kid, Skater, Snotty, Spoiled, Sports, Stage Diving, Teen, The O.C., Travel, Upbeat, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
96
Key:
B/C♭
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Spontaneous Combustion
SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION
I'm on my way but I don't know what to do or where too go
I'm so nervous I feel sick - I hope I don't come off like a jerk
I went all out, I washed my hair
I searched and found some clean underwear
She's so hot I can't resist
I don't know what I'll do if she gives me that first kiss
CHORUS:
Spontaneous spontaneous combustion combustion
Spontaneous spontaneous combustion combustion
I'm bustin' right out of my skin
I can't wait to tell everybody everything
I can't wait to tell everybody everything
Now I'm at the part that I really hate
I know her dad knows what I anticipate
I'm sweating from the moment I shake his hand
He can read my mind, I know he understands
She said they liked me, but I felt absurd
I found the nerve but I lost the words
I'm just a geek a few hours from bliss
I'm gonna explode when she gives me that first kiss
CHORUS
It's so close I can taste it - I just hope that I don't waste it
She's so close - hope I don't show it - Excited I don't wanna blow it
CHORUS
She's The One
Artist(s): Hans DeKline
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, British, Club, College, Dating, Desire, Drinking, Edgy, Feel Good, Frat House, Fun, Garage, Grunge, High School, Hookup, Keg, Laguna Beach, Love, Mod, Modern, Mosh Pit, Obsession, Party, Quirky, Radio, Rebellious, Relationship, Rich Kid, Skater, Snotty, Speed, Sports, Stage Diving, Teen, The O.C., Upbeat, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
98
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
She's The One
SHE'S THE ONE
She's the one who keeps me up at night
She's the one who's always on my mind, yeah
I wish that I could tell her how I feel
Cuz she's the one, yeah, she's the one
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I break my neck when she walks in the room
She's the only reason I keep coming to school
Everybody wants her and it's not for her mind
Just to say hello you gotta stand in line
No one sees what I see in her
She's more together than her really hot curves
I want this girl and I want her bad
She's the kind of girl that I never had
When she's near I go insane
She don't even know my name, yeah
She's the one who keeps me up at night
She's the one who's always on my mind, yeah
I wish that I could tell her how I feel
Cuz she's the one, yeah, she's the one
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
In my dreams I'm always Mr. Cool
Then I wake up and I feel like a fool
I look at other girls but she's all I see
She doesn't know it but she's made for me, yeah
She's the one, she's the one
I wish she would look my way
She don't even know my name, yeah
She's the one who keeps me up at night
She's the one who's always on my mind, yeah
I wish that I could tell her how I feel
Cuz she's the one, yeah, she's the one
She's the one who keeps me up at night
She's the one who's always on my mind, yeah
I wish that I could tell her how I feel
Cuz she's the one, she's the one
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Get Naked
Artist(s): Hans DeKline
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Aggressive, British, Club, College, Drinking, Edgy, Feel Good, Frat House, Fun, Garage, Grunge, Hookup, Keg, Laguna Beach, Light, Naked, Party, Quirky, Radio, Rebellious, Rich Kid, Skater, Snotty, Sports, Teen, The O.C., Upbeat, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
72
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Get Naked
GET NAKED
Life's tainted, overrated
You go to work but no one cares
They don't even know you're there
You hate it
The story, is so boring
People tell you how to live
They talk and talk and talk
Until you're snoring
There is nothing you can do
Everyday you're getting screwed
So GET NAKED, GET NAKED
When you drop your pants around your knees
And hang out in the breeze you can't fake it
So GET NAKED
GET NAKED
It's pathetic, you don't get it
The TV tells you what to think
And you keep surfing channels
Just forget it
Wanna give up, 'cause life's rough
Wanna stop the world 'cause I have had enough
There is nothing you can say
Gonna throw it all away
And GET NAKED, GET NAKED
When you drop your pants around your knees
And hang out in the breeze you can't fake it
So GET NAKED
GET NAKED
Life's tainted, overrated
You go to work but no one cares
They don't even know you're there
You hate it
There is nothing you can do
Everyday you're getting screwed
So GET NAKED, GET NAKED
When you drop your pants around your knees
And hang out in the breeze you can't fake it
So GET NAKED
GET NAKED
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
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?
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
You Look Just Like Me
Artist(s): Krashendo
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Writer(s):
Gunter Fliszar (ASCAP) 50% / Joerg Stoeffel (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Bouncy, British, Brothers, College, Edgy, Energy, Feel Good, Frat House, Frat Party, Friends, Fun, I Don't Care, Laguna Beach, Light, Look Alike, Lovers, Party, Positive, Quirky, Rebellious, Sisters, Skater, Snotty, Sports, Teen, The O.C., Unconditional Love, Upbeat, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
96
Key:
B/C♭
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Look Just Like Me
You Look Just Like Me
When others bail, yeah, you just fail
You stand get caught for everything
Less facebook friends than you got hands
Yeah, you prefer reality
No one knows the truth what is going on with you
They seem afraid of you
I don't care if everybody else says that you're ugly
I don't care if everybody else says that you're dumb
You know we have fun And you know what -
You are just like me
When you're around I am not going down
I am staying up, but I can feel the ground
When others try to get us high
We skip the trip and say goodbye
We don't need to go somewhere else that we don't know
We like to make this here better
I don't care if everybody else says that you're ugly
I don't care if everybody else says you're a fool
You know you're still cool
And you know what -
You are just like me
Wait a minute, wait a minute I can't remember
Who they said you and I should be
Wait a minute, wait a minute this is just perfect
It's like you like the things I like
I don't care if everybody else says that you're ugly,
No I don't care if everybody else says that you're dumb
You know we have fun
And you know what -
You are just like me
I don't care (repeat) I don't care what others say
I think you're great you are
OK Well,
I don't care what others say you are allright you are allright, OK
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
What's The Word
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, Bumpers, Classic Rock, Entertainment News, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk, Punk Rock, Rock, Transitions
Keywords:
British, Cars, Club, College, Energetic, Frat, Gossip, Laguna Beach, Living Large, Magazine, Money, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Paparazzi, Party, Positive, Reporter, Rich Kid, Skater, Snotty, Spoiled, Sports, Stage Diving, Teen, The O.C., Top Of The World, Trash Talk, Travel, Upbeat, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
120
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
What's The Word
WHAT'S THE WORD
CHORUS:
What's the word, what's the word
Gimme what you got - what's the word
What's the word, what's the word
Love it when it's hot - what's the word
You're fallin' on your face
A beautiful disgrace
It's a nasty town
We set 'em up, knock 'em down
Knock 'em down, yeah, yeah
CHORUS:
What's the word, what's the word
Gimme what you got - what's the word
What's the word, what's the word
Love it when it's hot - what's the word
Found yourself in a mess
Are you gonna confess
Got a stain on you
And you didn't think we knew
But we knew, yeah, yeah
CHORUS
Welcome To My Party
Artist(s): Slushy
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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, Bumpers, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Punk Rock, Rock, Transitions
Keywords:
Cars, Club, College, Energetic, Friends, Laguna Beach, Living Large, Money, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Party, Pop Punk, Positive, Rebellious, Rich Kid, Showoff, Skater, Snotty, Spoiled, Sports, Stage Diving, Teen, The O.C., Travel, Upbeat, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
128
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Welcome To My Party
WELCOME TO MY PARTY
CHORUS:
Welcome to my party, just make yourself at home
Take anything you want - it's alright with me
Food and drink, there's plenty, and the girls you all know
Soon everyone will be in ecstasy
I've been waiting for weeks for this night to come
Staying up 'til morning emailing everyone
I've been hoping, I've been praying that my parents
Don't cancel their vacation
Doing everything I'm supposed to do
So I don't raise any suspicion
Mom and dad would kill me if they found out...
CHORUS
I've been buying chips and beer, keeping it out of sight
I've got a band to play for free and they'll stay all night
Now I gotta make a deal with my sister
'Cos I know that she would tell
All the girls I've been dating that are coming on the big night
This could be hell
How do I keep Mandy and Heather separated...
CHORUS
I got friends on every couch and swimming naked in the pool
I know this party's getting rad 'cos every bedroom's getting full
My life couldn't get much better, I knew nothing would go bad
Then I looked out in my yard and saw a car just like my dad's...
CHORUS
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
Unbreakable
Artist(s): Crush Weed
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33% / Michael Sokolis (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Sokolatone Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Bumpers, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Pop Punk, Punk Rock, Rock, Transitions
Keywords:
Angst, Breakup, Broken Heart, Cars, College, Dating, Energetic, High School, Laguna Beach, Leaving, Love, Money, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Party, Positive, Rebellious, Regret, Relationship, Rich Kid, Romance, Skater, Snotty, Sports, Stage Diving, Teen, The O.C., Travel, Upbeat, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
86
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Unbreakable
UNBREAKABLE
What just happened, now I don't understand
Breaking up was never what you said you planned
Everything we had has hit the wall
I don't get it
I thought we were unbreakable
I thought we were unbreakable
You said the day I met you
Our lives would never be the same
One night and I believed you
Who knew that to you it was a game
Now I'm starting to wonder, there's rain and there's thunder
The clouds are so dark and the roof that I'm under
Is leaking all over, I'm totally wet
And the moment that I met you now I'm starting to regret
What just happened, now I don't understand
Breaking up was never what you said you planned
Everything we had has hit the wall
I don't get it
I thought we were unbreakable
I thought we were unbreakable
I know I missed the warnings
Yeah I was getting in too deep
You made those stupid promises
I knew no one could ever keep
But I bought it, believed it, though you didn't mean it
I must be a loser cause I should've seen it
I guess I was dreaming but now I'm awake
Yeah the moment that I got with you was my biggest mistake
What just happened, now I don't understand
Breaking up was never what you said you planned
Everything we had has hit the wall
I don't get it
I thought we were unbreakable
Yeah, I thought we were unbreakable
I don't get it!
What just happened, now I don't understand
Breaking up was never what you said you planned
Everything we had has hit the wall
I don't get it
I thought we were unbreakable
I thought we were unbreakable
I thought we were unbreakable
Yeah, I thought we were unbreakable
I thought we were unbreakable
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
Superfly Nasty
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:
1980s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angst, Bad Boys, British, Cars, Club, College, Energetic, Laguna Beach, Mosh Pit, Motorcycles, Nasty, Out of Control, Party, Retro, Rich Kid, Skater, Snotty, Spoiled, Sports, Stage Diving, Teen, The O.C., Troubled, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
139
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Superfly Nasty
SUPERFLY NASTY
She's superfly nasty
She needs to pull the trigger
She’s candy on a stick
Got the bomb freaky figure
Got a bad ass attitude
My G is cool as ice
Do it superfly nasty
Don't like to do it nice
And it's gonna get wild
On the double
The tramp's got style
She's big trouble
I'll do what I want
I know she's gonna slap me
Bad boys do it
Superfly nasty
Gonna party all night
Tear the roof off this place
Got my pants around my ankles
Yeah, I'm such a disgrace
I never got manners
Got kicked outta school
I had my teacher
And I broke the Golden Rule
And it's gonna get wild
On the double
The tramp's got style
She's big trouble
I'll do what I want
I know she's gonna slap me
Bad boys do it
Superfly nasty
It’s gonna get wild
On the double
The tramp's got style
She's big trouble
I'll do what I want
I know she's gonna slap me
Bad boys do it
Superfly nasty
And it's gonna get wild
On the double
The tramp's got style
She's big trouble
I'll do what I want
I know she's gonna slap me
Bad boys do it
Superfly nasty
It's gonna get wild
On the double
The tramp's got style
She's big trouble
I'll do what I want
I know she's gonna slap me
Bad boys do it
Superfly nasty
Superfly, superfly, superfly nasty
Superfly, superfly, superfly nasty
Superfly, superfly, superfly, superfly
Superfly, superfly, superfly, superfly
Superfly, superfly, superfly, superfly
Superfly, superfly, superfly, superfly
Nasty
Shot
Artist(s): Romeo Smile
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Rock
Keywords:
College, Emotional, Fun, Infomercial, Inspirational, Light, Memories, Positive, Promo, Sports, Teen, Togetherness, Travel, Upbeat, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
106
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Quiet Revolution
Artist(s): Brian "Hacksaw" Williams
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.67%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Angst, Coffee House, College, Confused, Denial, Depressed, Emotional, Final, Heartfelt, Lonely, Longing, Loss, Moody, Radio, Reflective, Regret, Relationship, Sad, Searching, Sentimental, Separation, Troubled, Uncertain, Yearning, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Piano
BPM:
105
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Quiet Revolution
QUIET REVOLUTION
I walk these lonely streets
Night after night
Don't need no company
Cuz I ain't feeling right
Maybe she was mad at me
Or was she mad at the world
All I know is I'm alone
And I miss that girl
I'm having a quiet revolution
Inside my head
And there's no way to kill the pain
No use trying to raise the dead
Here in my confusion
I seek absolution
In my quiet revolution
I should be moving on
Set myself free
But I can't let go of her
And she won't let go of me
Maybe someday the sun will shine
And clouds will disappear
Until that day has come and gone)
I'll still be here
Having a quiet revolution
Inside my head
And there's no way to kill the pain
No use trying to raise the dead
Here in my confusion
I seek absolution
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