Hard Rock Song – Monster

By Skillet.

I saw this band years ago at the Harvest Festival in Anaheim.  iTunes recommended their new album and I have been enthralled since then.  This specific song was in my head when I woke this morning, so I thought I’d revive the song post!  And I ask you, what’s not to love about a band with a girl drummer?!?!!?!  Enjoy!

Metal Song – Madhouse

By Anthrax. 80’s Metal at its finest. I have a fetish for the hair this week I guess! (Sorry peeps, the REAL video on you tube cannot be imbedded here, so you will have to imagine it.)  And the whole madhouse/insane theme fits me well……

White coats to bind me, out of control
I live alone inside my mind
World of confusion, air filled with noise
Who says that my lifes such a crime?

Trapped, in this nightmare
I wish Id wake
As my whole life begins to shake
Four walls, surround me
An empty gaze
I cant find my way out of this maze

cause I dont care
Fall in, fall out
Gone without a doubt, help me
I cant take the blame
They dont feel the shame

Its a madhouse
Or so they claim
Its a madhouse
Oh, am I insane?

My fears behind me, what can I do
My dreams haunt my sleep at night
Oh no, wont learn their lesson, white fills my eyes
And only then they see the light

Wed Rock Song – Whole Lotta Love

by the glorious Led Zeppelin!  Ah, I love this band…..

You need coolin’, baby, I’m not foolin’,
I’m gonna send you back to schoolin’,
Way down inside honey, you need it,
I’m gonna give you my love,
I’m gonna give you my love.

[Chorus]
Wanna Whole Lotta Love [X4]

You’ve been learnin’, baby, I bean learnin’,
All them good times, baby, baby, I’ve been yearnin’,
Way, way down inside honey, you need it,
I’m gonna give you my love… I’m gonna give you my love.

[Chorus]

You’ve been coolin’, baby, I’ve been droolin’,
All the good times I’ve been misusin’,
Way, way down inside, I’m gonna give you my love,
I’m gonna give you every inch of my love,
Gonna give you my love.

[Chorus]

Way down inside… woman… You need… love.

Shake for me, girl. I wanna be your backdoor man.
Keep it coolin’, baby.

Wednesday Rock Song – My Girl

By Aerosmith.  Love the bass line on this.

My Girl, she breathes hellfire
And My Girl, she feeds my desire
My Girl Sadie, she’s the wind in my sails
A puss’n boots lady with a cat o’ nine tails
Comin’ after you honey, feet don’t fail me now

My Girl, she’s a bare back rider
And My Girl, she’s Lady Godiva
She’s a full time love no mon ami
Sweeter than honey from a honeybee
And it all rubs off on little old me, oh

Slippin’ in and out of love
Slippin’ in and out of love
Slippin’ in and out of love
Slippin’ in and out of love

My Girl, she smokes barbed wire
And My Girl, can’t get no higher
I made it with the lady and a one track mind
Diamonds in the rough, they’re so hard find
Day after day, the same old grind
And grind and grind and grind….

My Girl, My Girl, My Girl, My Girl….

My Girl, she’s bare back rider
And My Girl, she’s Lady Godiva
She’s a full time love no mon ami
Sweeter than honey from a honeybee
And it all rubs off on little old me, oh

Slippin’ in and out of love
Slippin’ in and out of love
Slippin’ in and out of love
Slippin’ in and out of love

Oh, My Girl!

Wednesday Metal Song – Two Minutes to Midnight

By one of my favorite bands of all time – Iron Maiden!  Special shout of to Martin, who does NOT like them LO (you know you wanna listen, you know it!).  I love the bass line in this song……and of the drums of course!

Lyrics

Kill for gain or shoot to maim
But we dont need a reason
The golden goose is on the loose
And never out of season
Some blackened pride still burns inside
This shell of bloody treason
Heres my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of living death.

Chorus
The killers breed or the demons seed,
The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedoms stain,
But don’t you pray for my soul anymore.
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom.
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb.

The blind men shout let the creatures out
Well show the unbelievers
The napalm screams of human flames
Of a prime time belsen feast…yeah!
As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy,
We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.

Chorus

The body bags and little rags of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you.
As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song,
To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun.

Chorus

Midnight…all night…