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Los Santos Rock Radio Guide Table of Contents I Introduction A. The Game B. The Station C. Why Did I Write This Guide? D. Format II The Songs A. Simple Minds, âAll The Things She Saidâ B. Gerry Rafferty, âBaker Streetâ C. Robert Plant âBig Logâ D. Foreigner âDirty White Boyâ E. Don Johnson, âHeartbeatâ F. Steve Winwood, âHigher Loveâ G. Bob Seger and The Silver Bullet Band, âHollywood Nights H. Stevie Nicks, âI Canât Waitâ I. Phil Collins, âI Donât Care Anymoreâ J. The Alan Parsons Project, âI Wouldnât Want to be Like Youâ K. Chicago, âIf You Leave me Nowâ L Kenny Loggins, âIâm Free (Heaven Helps the Man)â M Billy Squier, âLonely is the Nightâ N Bob Seger and The Silver Bullet Band, âNight Movesâ O The Small Faces, âOgdensâ Nut Gone Flakeâ P Def Leppard, âPhotographâ Q Queen, âRadio Ga Gaâ R The Cult, âRainâ S Steve Miller Band, âRockân Meâ T Elton John, âSaturday Nightâs Alright (For Fighting)â U Greg Kihn Band, âThe Breakup Song (They Donât Write âEm)â V Julian Lennon, âToo Late For Goodbye W The Doobie Brothers, âWhat a Fool Believes III Disclaimer IV Credits A. The Game What do we know? Rockstar has done it again. They made a masterpiece which was âGTA IV done better.â More cars, more to explore, more things to do, and most importantly, more good music! B. The Station Los Santos Rock Radio is the classic rock radio station of the Los Santos metropolitan area. Every metropolis has one, so why would Los Santos not have one? The station plays classic hits from the late 1960s, to the mid 1980s, and Kenny Loggins hosts it. Heck, Iggy Pop hosted LRR in GTA IV, so this was a good choice I say. C. Why Did I Write This Guide? I noticed that in previous GTA games, people have contributed lyric guides to the songs found in the gameâs radio stations. Iâve been on Gamefaqs a lot lately, and realised that no one has cared to contribute a guide to this game (GTA V), so I thought why would I not do it myself? D. Format Before every song, there will be a box listing the artist, song title, album (if known), and the year of release. Please note that the album and year will be of the songâs ORIGINAL appearance. (Some songs may appear on live and/or greatest hits packages, but to make it simple, I will just put the debut appearance). I may have some remarks on some of the songs, so I will put them if I happen to have any. These could be a little trivia, or other comments. So without further ado, shall we begin? Artist: Simple Minds, Song Title, âAll the Things She Said,â Album: ? Year: 1985 Donât you look bag on the big lost fools (crying for tomorrow). Donât you look down like a hero says (dying all around). Take me to the street where the bonfires burn. Took my in your arms and I fade away when I hear you say what you gotta say. Anywhere you go, you know Iâll still be waiting. All the things she said, she said. Everybody close your eyes. Thereâll be no compromising. Of all the things she said, she said. Threw to the street where the heartbeatâs beating (itâs beating to an odd beat). Peaceful revolution and a perfect wedge surround me. Tell me âbout the ocean moving in slow motion. I see a glitter in the sun that is freezing in the moonlight. Never look back, never look back, never look back. Wherever you want to go, I will still be waiting. All the things she said, she said. You fought the fight so long, but surrender to temptation. All the things she said, she said. Stars will fall out for you, love will surrender. Iâm calling out to you. Want to be near you in the first morning light. Iâd be with you. I dream about you. If could leave you, I would leave here tonight. Iâll be with you. Iâll stay with you tonight. Guitar solo Tonight Anywhere you go, you know Iâll still be waiting. Of all the things she said, she said. When I look into your eyes, I see a new day rising. Of all the things she said, she said. Through the eyes come and to never know what hated. Of all the things she said, she said. She said this is our time. She said this is our place. This is a space my heart wants to be near. Everybody close your eyes. Thereâll be no compromising. All the things she said, she said. Artist: Gerry Rafferty, Song Title: âBaker Street,â Album: âNight Owl,â Year: 1978 **Baker Street is an actual street in London.** Winding your way down on Baker Street. Light in your head and dead on your feet. With another crazy day, youâd drink the night away and forget about everything. The city desert makes you feel so cold. Itâs got so many people, but itâs got no soul. And itâs taken you so long to find out you were wrong when you thought it held everything. You sued to think that it was so easy. You sued to say that it was so easy. But youâre tryin.â Youâre tryinâ now. Another year and then youâd be happy. Just one more year and then youâd be happy. But youâre cryin.â Your cryinâ now. Way down the street thereâs a lot in his place. He opens the door heâs got that look on his face. And he asks you where youâve been. Youâll tell him who youâve seen, and youâd talk about anything. Heâs got this dream about buyinâ some land. Heâs gonna give up the booze and the one-night stands. And then heâll settle down in some quite little town, and forget about everything. But you know heâll always keep movin.â You know heâs never gonna stop movin.â Cause heâs rollin.â Heâs the rollinâ stone. And when you wake up itâs a new mornin.â The sun is shining. Itâs a new mornin.â And youâre goin,â youâre goinâ home. Artist: Robert Plant, Song Title, âBig Log,â Album: âThe Principle of Moments,â Year: 1983 My love is in league with the freeway. Its passion will ride as the cities fly by. And the taillights dissolve in the coming of night. And the questions in thousands take flight. My love is a miles-in-the-waiting. The eyes that just stare and the glance at the clock. And the secret that burns and the pain that grows dark. And itâs you once again. Leading me on (leading me on) Leading me down the road. Drive me on (drive me on) Drive me down the road. My love is exceeding the limit. Red-eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles. Distance and longing my thoughts do provide. Should I rest for a while at the side? Your love is cradled in knowing. Eyes in the mirror still expecting theyâll come. Sensing too well when the journey is done. There is no turning back, no. There is no turning back on the run. My love is in league with the freeway. Oh the freeway and the coming of nighttime. My love is in league with the freeway. Artist: Foreigner, Song Title: âDirty White Boy,â Album: âHead Games,â Year: 1979 Hey baby if youâre feelinâ down, I know whatâs good for you all day. Are you worried what your friends see? Will it ruin your reputation loving me? Cause Iâm a dirty white boy. Yeah dirty white boy. Dirty white boy. Donât drive no big black car. Donât like no Hollywood movie stars. You want me to be cruel to you. Donât give a damn what I do to you. Iâm just a dirty white boy (dirty white boy. Yeah a dirty white boy (dirty white boy). Dirty white boy. Dirty white boy. Lead guitar solo Cause Iâm a dirty white boy (dirty white boy). Dirty white boy (dirty white boy). Yeah dirty white boy. Dirty white boy. Iâve been in trouble since I donât know when. Iâm in trouble now, and somehow I know Iâll find trouble again. Iâm a loner but Iâm never alone. Every night I get one step closer to the danger zone. Cause Iâm a dirty white boy (dirty white boy). Yeah, dirty white boy (dirty white boy). Just a dirty white boy. Dirty white boy. Come on, câmon boy (dirty white boy). Hey, white boy (dirty white boy). Iâm a dirty white boy. Dirty white boy. Iâm just a dirty white boy (dirty white boy). Dirty white boy (dirty white boy). Yeah dirty white boy Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!! Artist: Don Johnson: Song Title: âHeartbeat,â Album: âHeartbeat,â Year: 1986 I donât care what you say. You can give it away. Your money donât mean too much. Iâve been out on my own. Wanna go alone now. Cause thatâs the way itâs got to be. Everybody tells me how. I can beat the odds for now. Iâve been standing by the fire but I just canât feel the heat. Canât feel the heat. Hearbeat, Iâm lookinâ for a heartbeat. Heartbeat, Iâm lookinâ for a heartbeat. Beating like mine. Lookinâ at me Itâs easy to see You think you know just how I feel. Yeah but you did me wrong. And if I take too long. For my restless heart will feel. Iâm lookinâ for love like mine. They tell me itâs so hard to find. Well I feel it in the rhythm, my heartbeat in the street. In the street. Heartbeat, Iâm lookinâ for a heartbeat. Heartbeat, Iâm lookinâ for a heartbeat. Beating like mine. Beating like mine. Tell me is it real now? We get a heartbeat. Tell me is it real now? We get a heartbeat, heartbeat. Guitar solo Heartbeat, Iâm lookinâ for a heartbeat. Heartbeat, Iâm lookinâ for a heartbeat, heartbeat. Heartbeat, Iâm lookinâ for a heartbeat. Heartbeat, Iâm lookinâ for a heartbeat, heartbeat. Artist: Steve Winwood, Song Title: âHigher Love,â Album: ? Year: 1985 Think about it, there must be higher love. Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above. Without it, life is a wasted time. Look inside your heart, Ill look inside mine. Things look so bad everywhere. In this whole world, what is fair? We walk blind and we try to see. Falling behind in what could be. Bring me a higher love. Bring me a higher love oh. Bring me a higher love. Whereâs that higher love I keep thinking of? Worlds are turning and were just hanging on. Facing our fear and standing out there alone. A yearning, and its real to me. There must be someone whos feeling for me. Things look so bad everywhere. In this whole world, what is fair? We walk blind and we try to see. Falling behind in what could be. Bring me a higher love. Bring me a higher love, oh. Bring me a higher love. Whereâs that higher love I keep thinking of? Bring me a higher love. Bring me a higher love. Bring be a higher love. I could rise above on a higher love. I will wait for it. Iâm not too late for it. Until then, Ill sing my song. To cheer the night along. Bring it...oh bring it... I could light the night up with my soul on fire. I could make the sun shine from pure desire. Let me feel that love come over me. Let me feel how strong it could be. Bring me a higher love. Bring me a higher love oh. Bring me a higher love. Whereâs that higher love I keep thinking of? Artist: Bob Seger and The Silver Bullet Band, Song Title: âHollywood Nights,â Album: Stranger in Town,â Year: 1978 **What a perfect song to put in a game set in a make-believe Los Angeles, donât you think?** She stood there bright as the sun on that California coast. He was a Midwestern boy on his own. He looked her into those eyes so innocent and blue. He knew right then he was too far from home. Oh. He was too far from home. She held his hand as they walked down that long and lonely beach. They watched the waves tumble over the sand. They drove for miles and miles on those twisted, turning roads. Higher, and higher, and higher they climbed. In those Hollywood nights. In those Hollywood hills. She was looking so right. It was giving him chills. In those big city nights. And those high-rolling hills. Above all the lights. She had all of her skill. Oh-oh. Yeah! He headed west cause he felt that a change would do him good. To see some old friends, thatâs good for the soul. She had been born with the face that wonât let him get away. He saw that face and he lost all control. Oh. He had lost all control. Night after night, day after day it went on and on. Then came that morning when he woke up alone. Heâd spent all night staring down at the lights of L.A. Wondering if he could ever go home. In those Hollywood nights. In those Hollywood hills. She was looking so right. In her diamonds and thrills. All those big city lights. And those high-rolling hills. Above all the lights. With a passionate kill. Hollywood nights. Hollywood hills. Above all the lights. Hollywood nights. Hollywood nights. Hollywood hills. Above all the lights. Hollywood nights. Artist: Stevie Nicks, Song Title, âI Canât Wait,â Album: ? Year: 1985 I canât wait. I love you. I canât wait, I canât wait. Sometimes she talks to him. and sometimes when sheâs only dreaming. Then when she wakes up, somehow she still believes him. Yes I know you, know weâve been out of touch. Yes I know you, to be continued. I canât wait I canât wait. Am I wasting my time if you canât make up your mind? Well I canât wait, I canât wait. Now I get to know when I can see you again. I canât wait I canât wait. Well I know youâve been out of touch. Well I canât wait, I canât wait. I canât wait. What can I do when Iâm crazy for you baby? She wonders how many more hours her heart will feel broken. In secret she says she needs to see him, but no words are spoken. Well she dances around in a circle and sheâs got that feeling now. Blame it on something at first sight. Put the blame on me if you want to. To be continued. I canât wait I canât wait. Am I wasting my time if you canât make up your mind? Well I canât wait, I canât wait. Now I get to know when I can see you again. I canât wait I canât wait. Well I know youâve been out of touch. Well I canât wait, I canât wait. I canât wait. What can I do when Iâm crazy for you baby? I canât wait, I canât wait. Am I wasting my time? Make up your mind baby. I love you. I love you. How will we feel 20 years from now? How will we feel 20 years from now? How will we feel 20 years from now? How will we feel 20 years from now? How will we feel 20 years from now? How will we feel 20 years from now? How will we feel 20 years from now? How will we feel 20 years from now? Well I canât wait, I canât wait. If Iâm wasting my time while you make up your mind, baby. I canât wait, I canât wait. And I got to know when I can see you again. I canât wait, I canât wait. No, no time will, make up your mind, baby. I canât wait, I canât wait. I love you, I love you. Artist: Phil Collins, Song Title: âI Donât Care Anymore,â Album: âHello, I Must be Going!â Year: 1982 Well you can tell everyone Iâm a down disgrace. Drag my name all over the place. I donât care anymore. And you can tell everybody âbout the state Iâm in. You wonât catch me cryinâ cause I just canât win. I donât care anymore. I donât care anymore. I donât care what you say. I donât play the same games you play. Well Iâve been talking to the people that you call your friends. And it seems to me thereâs a means to an end. They donât care anymore. And as for me I can sit here and bide my time. Iâve got nothing to lose if I speak my mind. I donât care anymore. I donât care no more. I donât care what you say. We never played by the same rules anyway. I wonât be there no more. Get out of my way! Let me by I got better things to do with my time. I donât care anymore. I donât care anymore. I donât care anymore. I donât care anymore. Well I donât care now what you say. Cause everyday Iâm feeling fine with myself. And I donât care now what you say. Iâll do all right by myself as I know. Cause I remember all the times I tried so hard. And you left my face cause you held the cards. I donât care anymore. And I really ainât bothered what you think of me. All I want from you is just to let me be. I donât care anymore! Ya hear I donât care no more! I donât care what you say! I never did believe you much anyway! I wonât be there no more, so get out of my way! Let me by, I got better things to do with my time! I donât care anymore! You hear I donât care no more! I donât care no more! You listeninâ I donât care no more! No more! Oh-oh-oh yeah, yeah Oh-oh-oh yeah, yeah Oh-oh-oh yeah, yeah You know I donât care anymore! Donât care no more! No more, no more, no more. Donât care no more. No more, no more. No more, no more. No more, no more. No more, no more. No more, no more. No more, no, no more. Artist: The Alan Parsons Project, Song Title: âI Wouldnât Want To Be Like You,â Album: âiRobot,â Year: 1977 **Clever album title like they knew the future huh?** If I had a mind to, I wouldnât wanna think like you. And if I had time to, I wouldnât wanna talk to you. Oh-wow, I donât care what you do. I wouldnât wanna be like you. If I was high class, I wouldnât need a buck to pass. If it was alright, I wouldnât need your appetite. Oh-wow. I donât care what you do. I wouldnât wanna be like you. No, no ,no Guitar solo Up on the borderline. Thinking for a lonely time yay. If I had a motherload, a couple men and midnight shone. Oh, oh I donât care what you do. I wouldnât wanna be like you. Oh, oh. I donât care what you do. I wouldnât wanna be like you. Oh-wow. I donât care what you do, I wouldnât wanna⦠I wouldnât wanna⦠I wouldnât wanna be like you. I wouldnât want to be like you. Oh Yeah I wouldnât want to be like you. Artist: Chicago, Song Title: âIf You Leave me Now,â Album: âChicago X,â Year: 1976 **Not exactly perfect for this station, but still a good song.** If you leave me now, youâll take away the biggest part of me. Oooh-ooh no baby please donât go. And if you leave me now, youâll take away the very heart of me. Oooh-ooh no baby please donât go. Oooh-ooh love I just want you to stay. A love like ours is love thatâs hard to find. How could we let it slip away? Weâve come too far to leave it all behind. How could we end it all this way? When tomorrow comes then weâll both regret the things we said today. Acoustic guitar solo A love like ours is love thatâs hard to find. How could we let it slip away? Weâve come too far to leave it all behind. How could we end it all this way? When tomorrow comes then weâll both regret the things we said today. If you leave me now, youâll take away the biggest part of me. Oooh-ooh no baby please donât go. If you leave me now, youâll take away the very heart of me. Oooh-ooh no baby please donât go. Oooh-ooh love I just want you to stay. Oooh-ooh girl I just want you to stay. Oooh-ooh girl Iâve got to have you by my side. Artist: Kenny Loggins, Song Title âIâm Free (Heaven Helps the Man),â Album: ? Year: 1984 **In the game he actually says âIâm free by me.â I personally think âDanger Zoneâ would have been more appropriate.** Lookinâ into your eyes I know Iâm right. If thereâs anything worth my love itâs worth a fight. We only get one chance, but nothing ties our hands. Youâre all that I want listen to me. Nothing I want is out of reach. Iâm free! Heaven helps the man who fights his fears. Loveâs the only thing that keeps me here. Youâre the reason why Iâm hanginâ on. My heartâs staying where my heart belongs. Iâm free! Running away will never make you free. And nothing we sign is any kind of guarantee. But I wanna hold you now, and I wonât hold you down. Iâm shaking my past making my breaks. Taking it all if thatâs what it takes. Iâm free! Heaven helps the man who fights his fears. Loveâs the only thing that keeps me here. Youâre the reason why Iâm hanginâ on. My heartâs staying where my heart belongs. Iâm free! Instrumental break I wanna hold you now, and I wonât hold you down. Youâre what I want, listen to me. Nothing I want is out of reach. Heaven helps the man who fights his fears. Loveâs the only thing that keeps me here. Youâre the reason why Iâm hanginâ on. My heartâs staying where my heart belongs. Iâm free! Heaven helps the man who fights his fears. Loveâs the only thing that keeps me here. Youâre the reason why Iâm hanginâ on. My heartâs staying where my heart belongs. Iâm free! Heaven helps the man who fights his fears. Loveâs the only thing that keeps me here. Youâre the reason why Iâm hanginâ on. My heartâs staying where my heart belongs. Iâm free! Artist: Billy Squier, Song Title: âLonely is The Night,â Album: âDonât Say No,â Year: 1981 Lonely is the night. When you find yourself alone. And your demons come alive. And your mind is not your own. Lonely is the night. When thereâs no one left to call. You feel the time is right. See the writings on the wall. Itâs a high time to fight. When the walls are closing in. Call it what you like. Itâs time you got to win. Lonely, lonely, lonely. Your spiritâs sinkinâ down. You find youâre not the only. Stranger in this town. Red lights, green lights, stop and go drive. Headlines, deadlines jamminâ your mind. Youâve been stealinâ shots from the side. Let your feelinâs go for a ride. Thereâs danger out tonight. The man is on the prowl. Get the dynamite. The boys are set to howl. Lonely is the night. When you hear the voices call. âAre you ready for a fight?â âDo you wanna take it all?â Slow down, showdown waitinâ on line. Show time no time for changinâ your mind. Streets are ringin.â March to the sound. Let your secrets follow you down. Somebodyâs watchinâ you baby. So much you can do. Nobodyâs stoppin,â you baby from making it through. One dance will show you now baby what the music can do. One kiss will show you now baby. It could happen to you. Guitar solo No more sleepinâ wastinâ the time. Midnight creepinâs first on our minds. No more lazinâ âround the TV. Youâll go crazy, come out with me. Itâs gettinâ lonely. Lonely is the night. Artist: Bob Seger and The Silver Bullet Band, Song Title: âNight Moves,â Album: âNight Moves,â Year: 1976 I was a little too tall couldâve used a few pounds. Tight pants, points, over and out. She was black-haired beauty with dark eyes. And points of her own sittinâ way up high. Way up firm and high. Out past the cornfields where the windâs kinda heavy. Out in the backseat of my â60 Chevy. Workinâ on mysteries without any clues. Workinâ on the night moves. Tryinâ to make some front-page, drive-in news. Working on the night moves. In the summertime. In the sweet summertime. We werenât in love oh no far from it. We werenât searching for some pie-in-the-sky-summit. We were just young, and restless, and bored. Livinâ by the sword. And weâd steal away every chance we good. To bathrooms, and alleys, and trusted woods. I used her, she used me, but neither one cared. We were getting our share. Working on the night moves. Trying to lose some awkward teenage blues. Working on the night moves. And it was summer time. Oooh, oooh. In the sweet summertime, summertime. No wonder. Felt the lightning, and waited on the thunder. Waited on the thunder. I woke last night to sound of thunder. âHow far off?â I sat and wondered. Starting humming a song from 1962. Funny how the night moves. When you just donât seem to have as much to lose. Strange how the night moves. With autumn closing in. Ooooh. Night moves. Oooh-oooh. (Night moves) night moves (Night moves) yeah (Night moves) Remember (Night moves) I surely remember (Night moves) Ainât it funny how you remember? (Night moves) Funny how you remember. (Night moves) I remember, I remember, I remember, I remember (Night moves) Oh, oh oh. (Night moves) We were working (Night moves) Working and practicing (Night moves) Working and practicing on the night moves. (Night moves) OH I remember. (Night moves) Yeah, yeah yeah I remember. (Night moves) I remember, Lord I remember, Lord I remember. Ooooooh. Oh yeah yeah yeah. Ah-hah, ah-hah. I remember, I remember. Artist: The Small Faces, Song Title: âOgdensâ Nut Gone Flake,â Album: ? Year: 1968 An instrumental track from what I can tell. Artist: Def Leppard, Song Title: âPhotograph,â Album: âPyromania,â Year: 1983 **For those that didnât know, this was a tribute to Marilyn Monroe.** Iâm outta luck, outta love. Got a photograph, picture of. Passion thriller look too much. Youâre the only one I wanna touch. I see your face every time I dream. On every page, every magazine. So wild and free, so far from me. Youâre all I want-my fantasy. Oh. Look what youâve done to this rockânâroll clown. Oh. Look what youâve done. (Photograph) I donât want your. (Photograph) I donât need you. (Photograph) All I got is a photograph. But itâs not enough. Iâd be your lover if you were there. Put you hurt on me if you dare. Such a woman, youâve got style. You make every man feel like a child, oh. Youâve got some kind of hold on me. Youâre all wrapped up in mystery. So wild and free, so far from me. Youâre all I want-my fantasy. Oh. Look what youâve done to this rockânâroll clown. Oh. Look what youâve done. I gotta have you. (Photograph) I donât want your. (Photograph) I donât need your. (Photograph) All I got is a photograph. Youâve gone straight to my head. Guitar solo Oh. Look what youâve done to this rockânâroll clown. Oh. Look what youâve done. I gotta have you. (Photograph) I donât want your. (Photograph) I donât need your. (Photograph) All Iâve got is a photograph. I wanna touch. (Photograph) Oh your photograph. (Photograph) I need only your (Photograph) Iâm outta luck. (Photograph) Iâm outta love. (Photograph) Iâm outta lust. (Photograph) Youâre the only one. (Photograph) I wanna touch Artist: Queen, Song Title: âRadio Ga-Ga,â Album: âThe Works,â Year: 1984 **Lady Gaga derived her stage name from the name of this song.** I'd sit alone and watch your light. My only friend through teenage nights. And everything I had to know. I heard it on my radio. You gave them all those old time stars. Through wars of worlds - invaded by mars. You made 'em laugh - you made 'em cry. You made us feel like we could fly. So don't become some background noise. A backdrop for the girls and boys. Who just don't know or just don't care. And just complain when you're not there. You had your time, you had the power. You've yet to have your finest hour. Radio. All we hear is radio ga-ga. Radio goo-goo, radio ga-ga. All we hear is radio ga-ga. Radio blah-blah. Radio whatâs new? Someone still loves you. We watch the shows - we watch the stars. On videos for hours and hours. We hardly need to use our ears. How music changes through the years. Let's hope you never leave old friend. Like all good things on you we depend. so stick around cause we might miss you. When we grow tired of all this visual. Youâve had your time â youâve had your power. Youâve yet to have your finest hour. Radio. All we hear is radio ga-ga. Radio goo-goo, radio ga-ga. All we hear is radio ga-ga. Radio goo-goo, radio ga-ga. All we hear is radio ga-ga, radio blah-blah. Radio whatâs new? Radio, someone still loves you. Artist: The Cult, Song Title: âRain,â Album: ? Year: 1985 Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean. Like a desert sun that burns my skin. I've been waiting for her, for so long. Open the sky and let her come down. Here comes the rain. Here comes the rain. Here she comes again. Here comes the rain. Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean. Like a desert sun that burns my skin. I've been waiting for her for so long. Open the sky and let her come down. Here comes the rain. Here comes the rain. Here she comes again. Here comes the rain. I love the rain. I love the rain. Here she comes again. Here comes the rain. Oh, rain. Rain Rain Rain Oh, here comes the rain. I love the rain. Well, I love the rain. Here she comes again. I love the rain. Rain Rain ============================================================================= Artist: Steve Miller Band, Song Title: âRockân Me,â Album: âFly Like an Eagle,â Year: 1976 **When he mentions all those cities, I just feel like driving through them as he says them.** Well Iâve been lookinâ real hard and Iâm tryinâ to find a job. But it just keeps gettinâ tougher every day. But Iâve got to do my part cause I know in my heart. Iâve got to please my sweet baby yay. Well I ainât superstitious and I donât get suspicious. But my woman is a friend of mine. And I know that itâs true that all the things that I do. Will come back to me in my sweet time. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. I went from Phoenix, Arizona all the way to Tacoma. Philadelphia, Atlanta, L.A. Northern California where the girls are warm. So I could be with my true baby yay. So keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Baby, baby, baby keep on rockân. Rockân me baby. Keep on rockân, rockân me baby. Oooooooooooooooh-ooh oh yeah. Donât get suspicious now donât be suspicious. When you know you are a friend of mine. And you know that itâs true that all the things that you do. Are gonna come back to you in your sweet time. I went from Phoenix, Arizona all the way to Tacoma. Philadelphia, Atlanta, L.A. Northern California where the girls are warm, so I could please me sweet baby yay. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Baby, baby, baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Keep on rockân me baby. Artist: Elton John, Song Title: âSaturday Nightsâ Alright (For Fighting)â Album: âDonât Shoot Me Iâm Just The Piano Player,â Year: 1973 Itâs getting late I havenât seen my kin. Maâ tell me when the boys get here. Itâs seven oâclock and I wanna rock. Wanna get my belly full of beer. My old man is drunker than a barrel full of monkeys. And my old lady she donât care. My sister looks cute in her braces and boots. A handful of grease in her hair. Oh. Donât get us none of your aggravation; weâve had it with the discipline. Saturday nightsâ alright for fightin.â Get a little action here! Get us oilier than a diesel train; weâre gonna set this dance alight. Saturday nightâs the night I like, Saturday nightâs all right. All right, all right. Woooooooooooooh-ooooooooh. Well theyâre packed pretty tight in here tonight. Iâm lookinâ for a dolly whoâll see me right. I can use a little muscle to get what I need. I can sip a little drink and shout out, âsheâs with me!â Among all the sounds that my belly likes. Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike. I could use a lot of drive I come from working class. Whose best friends floats from the bottom of a glass. Donât get us none of your aggravation; weâve had it with the discipline. Saturday nightsâ alright for fightin.â Get a little action here! Get us oilier than a diesel train; weâre gonna set this dance alight. Saturday nightâs the night I like, Saturday nightâs all right. All right, all right. Woooooooooooooh-ooooooooh. Oh. Donât get us none of your aggravation; weâve had it with the discipline. Saturday nightsâ alright for fightin.â Get a little action here! Get us oilier than a diesel train; weâre gonna set this dance alight. Saturday nightâs the night I like, Saturday nightâs all right. All right, all right. Woooooooooooooh-ooooooooh. Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday, Saturday Saturday nightâs alright. Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday, Saturday Saturday nightâs alright. Wooh! Artist: Greg Kihn Band, Song Title: âBreakup Song (They Donât Write âEm),â Album: ?, Year: 1981 Weâd broken up for good just an hour before ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah. Now Iâm staring at the bodies as they dance across the floor ah ah ah ah ah ah ah. Then the band slowed the tempo and it took me down ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah. It was the same old song with a mellow kind of sound ah, ah, ah, ah ah ah ah ah. They donât write âem like that anymore. They just donât write âem like that anymore. Weâd been living together for a million years ah, ah, ah, ah ah, ah, ah, ah. And now it feels so strange in the atmospheres ah, ah, ah, ah ah, ah, ah, ah. And then the jukebox plays a song I used to know ah, ah, ah, ah ah, ah, ah, ah. Now Iâm staring at the bodies as theyâre dancing so slow ah, ah, ah, ah ah, ah, ah, ah. But they donât write âem like that anymore. They just donât write âem like that anymore. Now Iâm not staring at an empty glass ah, ah, ah, ah ah, ah, ah, ah. Cause itâs so easy to say that youâll forget your past ah, ah, ah, ah ah, ah, ah, ah. They donât write âem like that anymore. No, they just donât write âem like that anymore. They donât write âem like that anymore. They just donât write âem like that anymore. They just donât No they donât No, no, uh, uh. Artist: Julian Lennon, Song Title: âToo Late For Goodbye,â Album: âValotte,â Year: 1984 **Sounds a lot like his late father, doesnât he?** Ever since youâve been leaving me, Iâve been wanting to cry. Now I know how it feels for you, Iâve been wanting to die. But Itâs much too late for goodbye. Yes itâs much too late for goodbye. Time has come since Iâve been with, and youâve been starting to lie. Now it seems you donât care for me, and I donât understand why. But itâs much too late for goodbye. Yes itâs much too late for goodbye. Ever since youâve been far away, Iâve been wanting to fly. Now I know what you meant to me. Iâm the one who should cry. Harmonica solo And itâs much too late for goodbye. Yes itâs much too late for goodbye. Ever since youâve been leaving me, Iâve been wanting to cry. Now I know how it feels for you. Iâve been wanting to die. And itâs much too late for goodbye. Yes itâs much too late for goodbye. Ooooh-oh-oh-oh Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, dooot, para pa para pa. Artist: The Doobie Brothers, Song Title: âWhat a Fool Believes,â Album: âMinute by Minute,â Year: 1978 **Kenny Loggins, the DJ on this station, wrote this hit with Michael McDonald.** He came from somewhere back in her long ago. The sentimental fool could see trying hard to recreate what had yet to be created. She musters a smile for his nostalgic tale. Never coming near what he wanted to say. Only to realize there never really was. She had a place in his life. He never made her think twice. As he rises to her apology anybody else would surely know. Heâs watching her go. But what a fool believes he sees. No wise mean hs the power to reason away. What seems to be is always better than nothing. And nothing at all. Keeps sending him somewhere back in her long ago. Where he could still believe thereâs a place in her life. Someday, somehow she will return. She had a place in his life. He never made her think twice. As he rises to her apology anybody else would surely know. Heâs watching her go. But what a fool believes he sees. No wise man has the power (who got the power). To reason away. What seems to be is always better than nothing. And nothing at all. Thereâs nothing at all but what a fool believes he sees. III Disclaimer You can contact me at any time by email at dabba_a(at)msn(dot)com. I check my email almost every day and would appreciate that when you contact, you put GTA V, or something similar in the subject line so I wonât accidentally delete it. I have to do that almost every day-delete tons of emails from senders I donât know. Reasons to email me are * Song corrections (I know most if not all of these songs by heart but would still appreciate it). * Questions * Additional Info (album titles much appreciated if you know the ORIGINAL album (not any live or greatest hits packages please). * Comments on how to make this guide better. DO NOT email me for the following reasons. * Asking for a complete script of what the DJ says. Since GTA:SA, radio station broadcasts are no longer looped, so to that would mean sitting with my PS3 on a lot trying to follow just what Kenny Loggins says when. Things tend to change and what he says will differ, especially with the time of day. Furthermore, since itâs hot now, leaving my PS3 on would heat up my room abruptly. Even so, itâs just too much work. * Asking for news reports-same reason as above. They often vary depending on how far along you are in the game and theyâre not all that interesting anyway. A Google search will find you the news broadcasts, so feel free to do a guide on them on your own if you really want to. * Reasons other than about the guide (donât ask on how to do a specific mission). There are plenty other guides to help you with this, and YouTube videos also help a lot. Only Gamefaqs(dot com) can have this guide. If you happen to search and find it somewhere else, please let me know immediately. In the future, I may allow other sites to use it and will update the guide accordingly, but for right now, only the aforementioned site please. Whatâs included in this guide is for your personal use ONLY. You can print it, view it on a PC, phone, or tablet, but donât sell it or try to copy even a TINY part of it unless you have received written permission for me to do so. Also I do not own any of the songs in this guide. All of this is copyrighted to the rightful owner(s) so pirating/copying/illegally downloading the music is a crime. Therefore, do not ask me for permission if you intend to do something like this as I wonât grant it. You might as well be smart and refuse, or suffer the consequences. IV Credits Rockstar Games for developing yet another killer game in the GTA series. Various YouTube lyric videos (helped a lot with this). MetroLyrics for providing clear, easy to read lyrics. Gamefaqs for being a great site on which to host guides like mine. Anybody else who uses, or benefits from this information Now if they had only included something from the Eagles hereâ¦