andrewragford89
Van Halen - Right Now
updated
Part 2 starts at 5:40
(Part 1)
Let's go!
With blood shot eyes I watch you sleeping
The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading
Would she hear me if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk's in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
The moments die, I hear no screaming
The visions left inside me are slowly fading
Would she hear me if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk's in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Oh yeah
This battered room I've seen before
The broken bones they heal no more, no more
With my last breath I'm choking
Will this ever end? I'm hoping
My world is over one more time
Let's go!
Would she hear me if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk's in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come
Better!
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
(Part 2)
Let's go again!
Ten Thousand times,
I've tried, I've tried to call you
I know you wanna talk
I need to show you how I hurt
So answer me
Talk to me
So answer me
Where's your sympathy?
You poured your Salt into my wounds!
And make me feel like I'm to blame
You poured your Salt into my wounds, I won't play your game!
Obsession! (Obsession)
Rejection! (Rejection)
Your final breath is my possession
Obsession! (Obsession)
Rejection! (Rejection)
Your final breath is now my possession
Ten thousand times,
I've tried, I've tried to hate you
Forget your pretty little lies
It's time for me to make you hurt
So answer me
Talk to me
So answer me
Where's your empathy?
You poured your salt into my wounds!
And make me feel like I'm to blame
Your poured your salt into my wounds, I won't play your game!
Obsession! (Obsession)
Rejection! (Rejection)
Your final breath is my possession
Obsession! (Obsession)
Rejection! (Rejection)
Your final breath is now my possession
You poured your salt into my wounds
You make me feel like I'm to blame
Even when you poured your salt into my wounds
You make me feel like I'm to blame
You poured your salt into my wounds
I won't play your game!
-Solo-
So answer me
Talk to me
So answer me
Where's your sympathy?
You poured your salt into my wounds!
And make me feel like I'm to blame
You poured your salt into my wounds, I won't play your game!
Obsession! (Obsession)
Rejection! (Rejection)
Your final breath is my possession
Obsession! (Obsession)
Rejection! (Rejection)
Your final breath, your final breath!
I told you before!
Your tears don't fall!
I've been here before!
They crash around me!
HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!!:)
Guitar - 2011 EVH Wolfgang Special
Amp - Peavey Envoy 110
Effects - MXR Phase 90
Song - Amsterdam
Artist - Van Halen
Album - Balance
Release Year - 1995
Guitar - 2011 EVH Wolfgang Special
Amp - Peavey Envoy 110
Effects - MXR Phase 90
Jamin to Ed Van Halen and Jimmy Page.
Guitar - 2011 EVH Wolfgang Special
Amp - Peavey Envoy 110
Effects - MXR Phase 90
Song - 316
Artist - Van Halen
Album - For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge
Release Year - 1991
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Lyrics
They lied about Bin Laden, they lied about Hussein!
They lied about Castro, they lied about Cobain!
They lied about Egypt, the Russians and the Jews!
They're lyin' in the church house
Time just keeps on "changin'" (No change!)
We don't stay the same (No change!)
They lied about Elvis, they lied about Japan!
They lied about Jesus, said, "He's just another man"!
They lied about Lennon, Kennedy and The Klan!
They lied about Hitler, even Ho Chi Minh!
Time just keeps on "changin'" (No change!)
We don't stay the same (No change!)
Oooh ah! oooh ah!
Oooh ah! oooh ah!
They lied about the Popes, they lied about the Kings!
They lied about, "the negroes", MARTIN LUTHER KING!
They lied about Obama, live on TV!
They lied, on high about YOU and ME, baby!
Time just keeps on "changin'" (No change!)
We don't stay the same (No change!)
Time just keeps on "changin'" (No change!)
We don't stay the same (No change!)
..."the end of the world..."
No change! No change! No change! No change!"
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Lyrics
Summer gonna bring big fire
Summer gonna bring big fire
Water gonna bring big rain
Water gonna bring big rain
Oh, I... gotta feelin'
Something's goin' on
I... gotta feelin'
Something's goin' wrong
Something's goin' wrong
Something's in the air
My baby can't breathe the air
Ground gonna tremble and shake
Cold gonna bring big quake
Oh, I... gotta feelin'
Something's goin' on
I... gotta feelin'
Something's goin' wrong
I'm gonna buy myself an ark
Big ol seven, seven, seven
With wind and solar power
I'm gonna fly my way to heaven
Somebody gotta left behind
Who'll be the next in line?
Oh, I... gotta feelin'
Something's goin' on
I... gotta feelin'
Something's goin' wrong
[X2]
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Lyrics
I got champagne on the table
In a hand-blown crystal glass
Antique China, sterling silver
Got the pheasant on my glass
I got my 747 with my own bedroom
But I ain't got you
No, I ain't got you, hey, baby
I got more change in my pocket
Than your boyfriend will ever make
A gold palace on the water
Filled with butlers and maids
I got more money in your country like your spendin' times two
But I ain't got you
No, I can't find you
I said, oh baby, all I want
But I ain't got you
I said, oh baby, all I got
Is the Dubai blues, I got the Dubai blues, yeah
I got a 100 acre theme park
Right there in my backyard
365 Bentleys
One day for every car
I got big love, if you want it
If you want it, just come and get it
If you said, I'll make you happy
Snap your fingers, I'll be there
I'll have you dripping in diamonds from your head to your shoes
But I ain't got you
No, I can't find you
I said, oh baby, all I want
But I ain't got you, oh no
I said, oh baby, all I got
Is the Dubai blues, I got the Dubai blues, yeah
Oh baby, all I want
I ain't got you, no, I ain't got you
I said, oh baby, all I got
Is the Dubai blues, I got the Dubai blues, yeah
Got everything, oh baby
I ain't got you
I ain't got nothin', baby
I ain't got nothin', baby
'Cause I ain't got you, ain't got you
'Cause I ain't got you, ain't got you
Ain't got you
Dubai blues
Ain't got you
No I ain't got you, ain't got you
Hey, Dubai blues
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Lyrics
Wake up in the morning, in the middle of the night
Pass by the mirror, make sure I'm lookin' right, uh
Tattoo it on my arm, on the back of your neck
In between your legs baby, so you won't forget me, uh
[Chorus:]
Don't you worry, it's gonna be alright
I'm in a hurry, I'm gonna drive all night
Be there in the morning, you can bet your @ss
I got both hands on the wheel, and my big foot on the gas, uh
Whooo
Well'uh, got houses of the holy, on the box
I got it all cranked up cause, yeah that shit rocks, uh
Gottta roll down the window, things are getting all hot
I'm runnin out of gas baby I gottta stop... well
[Chorus:]
Don't you worry, it's gonna be alright
I'm in a hurry, I'm gonna drive all night
Be there in the morning, you can bet your @ss
I got both hands on the wheel, and my big foot on the gas yeah
I got my big foot on the gas
[Guitar solo]
Well, got my imaginations, runnin wild
[?]
I'm all by myself, ah I crackin up
Better get some rest girl, I'm all pumped up
[Chorus:]
Don't you worry, it's gonna be alright
I'm in a hurry, I'm gonna drive all night
Be there in the morning, you can bet your @ss
I got both hands on the wheel, and my big foot on the gas yeah
Right there...
I got my big foot on the gas
Are you ready baby?
Big foot on the gas
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Lyrics
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 hard 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, yeah
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!
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Lyrics
Sidewalk blind, an old tin cup,
Lookin down I can't look up
Long gone ain't comin back
It's later than I want it to be
And long cold nights without much sleep
Miss you babe
Come closer
You gotta run downtown
You gotta jump online
Got something goin all the time
Where you goin baby?
Got kids bringin in problems
We got problems of our own
I'm worried babe
Bout goin the distance
Just come closer
Come closer
Come closer to me
Baby come closer to me
A guitar, a song, and a sleeping bag
The moon, the stars, that's all we had
I sure miss that babe
You got your space
And I got mine
Got nothing to say most all the time
Feel you slippin away
Come closer
Now come closer to me
Baby come closer
I need you
Oh all my life I wanted someone like you
To stand by me
I want you to come closer yeah
Every day I wake up I tell myself
I need you by my side so badly
Now come closer
Ahhh when I think about you
Oh I fall down on my knees and beg you
To come closer yeah
Come closer
I want you
Come closer to me
Come closer
Come closer
Baby come closer to me
Stand by me baby
Right there by my side
Oh baby, baby, baby, baby
I need you I want you
To come closer
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Lyrics
Why you workin' so hard, baby
You could be makin' it easy
You know it pisses me of sometimes
When you, you start acting sleazy
I'm under so much pressure
You know there's not much blowin' up
Feelin' under the gun sometimes
Makes me feel like throwin' up
I said, oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
You're pushin' too hard
You say, lighten up
Well, don't ask me no questions
And I will tell you no lies
We've been down that road before
And it's me, not that other guy
And I never wanted to hurt you
I didn't mean to make you cry
You always get what you want from me, don't you
Whith a tear drop in your eye
I said, oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
You're pushin' too hard
You got to lighten up
You're pushin' too hard
You're pushin' on me
You're pushin' too hard, baby
Lighten up
I like it when you want it
Especially when you take it
When you really, really need it
That's when I know you're not faking it, wooh
Hey, gonna call in a doctor
Maybe get you on some pills
But then I started to worry about you, baby
Could be the pill that kills
I said, oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
You're pushin' too hard
You got to lighten up
Oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
Lighten up
I said, oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
You're pushin' too hard
Oh baby
Come on, baby
Come on, baby
Lighten up, yeah
Oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
Oh baby
Baby, lighten up
Pushin' too hard
You're pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard
I say, oh baby
Pushin' too hard
Oh baby, come on
Pushin' too hard
Baby, lighten up
Oh baby
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Lyrics
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
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Lyrics
There's a wise old tale
About the same old hell
Only the devil is changed
With two brand new lovers
Rolling in the covers
Everybody wants some strange
We all know somebody gonna tell you just what to do
But it don't mean nothin' 'less it's got something for me and you
Walk away!
If you think there's someone better
Run away!
To the arms of something new
You can stay!
If you think he'll treat you better than I do
Turn around babe
I'll be right there waiting for you
Hey we're both getting older
We should know better
Some things stay the same
You want your freedom
And I'm so jealous
No one's gonna change
We all know somebody gonna tell what's right to do
Hey, I'm sitting here missing, baby, I'm missing you
Walk away!
If you think there's someone better
Run away!
To the arms of something new
You can stay!
If you think he'll treat you better than I do
Turn around babe
I'll be right here waiting for you
There's a sweet dark angel
On my shoulder
Singing in my ear
From the bad side of heaven
With all her glory
Salvation's here.
We all know somebody's gonna tell you just what to do
But it don't mean nothin' 'less it means something for me and you, babe
Walk away!
If you think there's someone better
Run away!
Into the arms of something new
You can stay!
If you think he'll treat you better than I do
Turn around babe
I'll be right here waiting for you
I'm right here waiting for you
Come on
Turn around babe
I'm right here waiting for you
Oh, yeah
Come on, girl
I'm right here waiting for you
Turn around girl
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Lyrics
One, two, a-one, two
Huh
Here we go
I don't wanna taste your taste in my mouth
And I don't wanna see your face in my space
Yeah, and I don't wanna ride to where you wanna drive me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, with your nine inch nails, you're gonna crucify me
And I know baby, wooh
Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright, well
Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright
Someone's gotta bring the fire from the mountain, wooh
Faith in holy water, gonna drink it till I'm drownin', uh
Well, she got me runnin' 'round with a pocket full of roses
Yeah, yeah, yeah, check me in, check me out, I think that she's knowin'
It's about time, baby, come on
Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright, yeah
Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright, pick it up
Alright (alright) alright (alright) alright
Baby, it's alright, yeah
Well, fell in love on a Saturday night
By Monday morning, we had our first fight
Got intense, but we're workin' it out
I hate the evil things comin' out of her mouth, yeah
Blue collar liberal, rollin' down the street
Eye contact, look at you, look at me, look at you
What's up, baby?
What's goin' on?
Hey, alright
Come on now, uh
Pick it up
Pick it up
Pick it up
Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright, oh yeah, baby
Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright, sho enough, give it up
Alright (alright) alright (alright) alright
Baby, it's alright, yeah
Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright, oh oh oh yeah
Oh, everything is alright
Baby, it's alright now
Outta sight (alright)
Come on baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, it's alright
It's gotta be alright (alright)
(Alright)
(Alright)
(Alright)
Everything is alright
Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Lyrics
Well, I've been a sinner
All of my days
Been a certified hell-hound
I've changed my ways
Yeah, she's crawlin' round the floor on her hands and knees
Rollin' on her back tryin' to show it to me
Long black hair swinging out of control
All the temptation's messin' with my soul
Feel like Adam sittin' naked 'neath the apple tree
I don't wanna go there
It's like a four foot serpent crawling all over me
I don't wanna know that
Oh yeah!
I've been a sinner
All of my days
Been a certified hell-hound
I've changed my ways
Smoke so thick you could cut it with a knife
She could make you feel happy or ruin your life
All lubed up from her head to her toes
All this temptation messin' with my soul
Feel like Adam sittin' naked 'neath the apple tree
I don't wanna go there
It's like a four foot serpent crawling all over me
I don't wanna know that
Sound like a 427 revvin' over the line
A hardcore stripper workin' overtime
Feel like honeysuckle drippin' from the vine
The last temptation that blowin' my mind
I've been a sinner
All of my days
Been a certified hell-hound
I've changed my ways
Now I'm runnin' out of money
I'm runnin' on rum
Waitin' on something that's never gonna come
I'm slippin' in the darkness
Slippin' out of sight
Gettin' out of here
In the middle of the night!
Like Adam sittin' naked 'neath the apple tree
I don't wanna go there
Feel like a four foot serpent crawling over me
I don't wanna know that
It's like a hardcore stripper workin' overtime
I don't wanna go there
It's like the last temptation that's blowin' my mind
I don't wanna go there
Hey hey hey I don't wanna go there
No I ain't gonna go there
I've been a sinner
Song - Big Foot
Album - Chickenfoot III
Year - 2011
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Chickenfoot
Year - 2009
Artist - Chickenfoot
Guitar - Joe Satriani
Keyboards - Joe Satriani
Drums - Chad Smith
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
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Music - Don't Tell Me (What Love Can Do)
Performed by. Van Halen
Album - The Best Of Both Worlds
Year - 2004
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Bass - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - The Best Of Both Worlds
Year - 2004
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Bass - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - The Best Of Both Worlds
Year - 2004
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Bass - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Vocals - Sammy Hagar
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Gary Cherone
Another song entitled "That's Why I Love You" was dropped at the last minute in favor of "Josephina" This album also contributed the song "Fire in the Hole" to the Lethal Weapon 4 movie soundtrack.
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Bass - Eddie Van Halen
Vocals - Gary Cherone
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Bass - Eddie Van Halen
Vocals - Gary Cherone
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Gary Cherone
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Eddie Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Gary Cherone
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Bass - Eddie Van Halen
Vocals - Gary Cherone
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Eddie Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Mike Post
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Bass - Eddie Van Halen
Vocals - Eddie Van Halen
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Bass - Eddie Van Halen
Vocals - Gary Cherone
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Bass - Eddie Van Halen
Vocals - Gary Cherone
Album - Van Halen III
Year - 1998
Artist - Van Halen
Guitar - Eddie Van Halen
Keyboards - Eddie Van Halen
Drums - Alex Van Halen
Bass - Michael Anthony
Vocals - Gary Cherone