Joe Satriani [Guitar]

When I arrive at the Pearly Gates
Gonna have, my swim suit on
Flip flops, and a pair of shades
And ask the Choir
if I can sing along
Yeah Woo Yeah Yeah
I'll Bow down and kiss the ring
I'll Show respect, the best I can
I'll be myself, gotta show the man
Just exactly who I am
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
I'm in the sun I might be the one
Maybe I'm oh no
in the front of the line
Up next, who's next
Well when I arrive
at the Pearly Gates
Gonna sing at the top of my lungs
Everything I ever did
It will be heard it will be sung
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
I'm in the sun I might be the one
Maybe I'm oh no
in the front of the line
Up Next
When I arrive at the Pearly Gates
Gonna have my best foot on
A big 'ol smile on my face
I'll check no bags
I got no carry on's
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
I'm in the sun I might be the one
Maybe I'm oh no
in the front of the line
I'm in the sun I might be the one
Maybe I'm oh no
in the front of the line
Up Next Wooo
Who's Next
C'mon Up Next
Step right up
Who's Next

You've got vision
Don't wait for somebody
One thought in your mind
Don't wait for somebody
Straight line, yeah wooh,
Light speed, you're racin' away
Now you keep turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
You keep in turning left, turning left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
Oh yeah, huh
Wooh
Wheel's keep on truning, onh yeah
Fuel keeps on burning, oh
Flat foot
Full speed, straight line
Can you tell me where you're
Two landes, one way
Faster
Now you keep turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
You keep in turning left, turning left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
Oh yeah, huh

I'm 37 years old
Married to my childhood sweetheart
Two beautiful girls
two and a half and four
Worked nine years at the plant
where my father worked
And his father before him
I have a B.A. but laid off
seven months ago
It's been tough
so many others
But I still believe
Can you help, brother
Can you help
I need a job I need a job
I'm willing to work
But I need a job
I stand in the street
With a sign in my hand
But I need the work
I need a job
I just returned from Afghanistan
Spent four years
in the military service
I'm 24, strong and I can't find
work in my hometown
I'm married with one beautiful son
Seven months old today
Never had a chance to buy a home
Can't afford the apartment
we've been living in
Moving in with Debbie's parents,
whose home is now in foreclosure
Can you help
I need a job I need a job
I'm willing to work
But I need a job
I stand in the street
With a sign in my hand
I'm willing to work
But I need a job
I'm sorry this letter is
hand-written but
I don't have a computer
I don't have access to one
I'm 51 years old
I lost my wife to breast cancer
three years ago
Lost my job of 26 years
one year later
I'm homeless with
no one to turn to
I've been through a lot, bother
I heard you like to help people
Well, I need help
I need a job I need a job
I'm willing to work
But I need a job
I stand in the street
With a sign in my hand
I'm willing to work
But I need a job
Got nothin' left
Lost it all
Can I get back to zero
Zero zero zero zero zero
I need a job
Yeah I need a job
I need a job
And the last letter said
I'm nine years old
and homeless Fuck

I got to talk to you, baby, set the record straight.
'Cause this relationship is goin' from love to hate.
You're always trying to make me do things that're really dumb,
And we're always disagreein' on how to have fun.

CHORUS:

And you know I don't want what you want,
I want what I want.

Well, you look like a yuppie, and that's too bad.
Yeah, it used to be funny, but now it's sad.
And your friends are all stupid and they talk too much,
And I'd feel a lot better staying out of touch.

CHORUS

You can say goodbye to me, honey.
You can say goodbye to my money.

Well, I'm sittin' here callin' from Tennessee,
And I've been jammin' with my buddies like I ought to be.
And it feels real good bein' on my own,
And I don't mind leaving you dry as bone.

CHORUS

Well, it's all over, it's just too late.
And I'm so glad we're living in different states.
You know I said it all before like I knew I should,
But you got nothing in your head but a block of wood.

CHORUS

Joe Satriani
Satch Boogie
The Extremist
Starry Night
Midnight
The Mystical Potato Head Groove Thing

Steve Vai
I Know You're Here
Juice
I'm The Hell Outta Here

Yngwie Malmsteen
Evil Eye
Baroque And Roll
Acoustic Guitar Solo
Adagio
Far Beyond The Sun

The G3 Jam
Rockin' In The Free World
Little Wing
Voodoo Child (Slight Return)

Joe Satriani
Satch Boogie
The Extremist
Starry Night
Midnight
The Mystical Potato Head Groove Thing

Steve Vai
I Know You're Here
Juice
I'm The Hell Outta Here

Yngwie Malmsteen
Evil Eye
Baroque And Roll
Acoustic Guitar Solo
Adagio
Far Beyond The Sun

The G3 Jam
Rockin' In The Free World
Little Wing
Voodoo Child (Slight Return)

Been so many words so much to say
Words are not enough to keep the guns at bay
Some live in fear some do not
Some gamble everything on who gets the final shot

Oh don't talk to me of love
It's obvious it's not enough
Annihilation kill them all
Capitulation watch the mighty fall
The road to glory is lined in red
And though the reason now is gone
The battle rages on

Was it love or hate that got here first
Hate's a habit it's hard to shake the curse
Kill to live and live to die
Human nature you let the strong survive

Oh don't talk to me of love
Be serious it's not enough
Annihilation kill them all
Capitulation watch the mighty fall
The road to glory is lined in red
And trough the reason now is gone
The battle rages on

It was raining harder in Houston
When I ran into her
I searched for conversation
But I was lost for words
Then a cloud of tear-filled memories
Came crashing down on me
If it hadn't been for the pouring rain
I'm sure she would have seen

Tears in the rain
Hiding the pain
Maybe she'd come back if she could see me cry
She thinks I'm so strong
Oh, but she's so wrong
She just can't see these tears in the rain
Now I regret that moment
'Cause I didn't let her know
How much I still loved her
I was hoping it would show
But the raindrops and the teardrops
Ran together on my face
Now she'll never ever know
No one could take her place

She thinks I'm so strong
Oh, but she's so wrong
She just couldn't see these tears in the rain

My heart is pounding, my stomach's inside out
I'm feeling kinda shaky, my mind is full of doubt.
All I ever think about is fearing fear itself,
Wish I could unscrew my head and put it on the shelf.

CHORUS:
You know I'm feeling kinda... Strange.
You know I'm feeling kinda... Strange.

Everything is twisted, everything is oh so tight.
Don't know what I'm looking at, the lights are all too bright.
My brain's about to crumble, spill out on the floor.
Sweep 'em up, throw 'em away, I don't want 'em any more.

CHORUS

Clouds race across the sky, day turns into night.
Still there are the questions, no answers in sight.

Everything is twisted, everything is oh so tight.
Staring out the window, everything is just too bright.
Brain's about to crumble, spill out on the floor.
Wish I could unscrew my head and kick it out the door.

CHORUS

Got money, got fame
Fast cars and everything, yeah, whoo
I wanna dance, I gotta sing
Rock, soul, blues, sing anything to ya, hey
I got a woman, she fine too
Let me do anything that I wanna do, oh
Got it all, still want more
Come on, baby, show me what I'm lookin' for
Yeah
Yay-yeah
Don't forget to bring your rockin' shoes
Grab a toothbrush, soap and a comb
And you can pick up a little taste, get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, woah
Uh
Yeah
Hah
Yow
Hey
Get yer soap up
And get your buzz on
Oh, get it
On a bus, on a plane
In a car, subterranean freight train, uh
I'm in a room, I got funk talkin'
Hot damn, P-Funk, yeah
The movie's on and uh, I got sound
And lord have mercy, my baby's about to get down, ha
Comin' down on one knee
And lord have mercy, my baby's 'bout to kill me, woah
Woah, don't forget to bring your rockin' shoes
Grab a toothbrush, soap and a comb
And pick up a little taste, get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, woah yeah
Pick it up
Get it, get it, get it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yow
Oh, get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Yeah, come on
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Yow
Watch it
Yow

Got money, got fame
Fast cars and everything, yeah, whoo
I wanna dance, I gotta sing
Rock, soul, blues, sing anything to ya, hey
I got a woman, she fine too
Let me do anything that I wanna do, oh
Got it all, still want more
Come on, baby, show me what I'm lookin' for
Yeah
Yay-yeah
Don't forget to bring your rockin' shoes
Grab a toothbrush, soap and a comb
And you can pick up a little taste, get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, woah
Uh
Yeah
Hah
Yow
Hey
Get yer soap up
And get your buzz on
Oh, get it
On a bus, on a plane
In a car, subterranean freight train, uh
I'm in a room, I got funk talkin'
Hot damn, P-Funk, yeah
The movie's on and uh, I got sound
And lord have mercy, my baby's about to get down, ha
Comin' down on one knee
And lord have mercy, my baby's 'bout to kill me, woah
Woah, don't forget to bring your rockin' shoes
Grab a toothbrush, soap and a comb
And pick up a little taste, get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, woah yeah
Pick it up
Get it, get it, get it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yow
Oh, get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Get yo buzz on, oh yeah
Yeah, come on
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Yow
Watch it
Yow

Instrumental
(Guitar with talkbox)

Give it to me baby
You gotta slow down