@ALBUM: "The Spaghetti Incident?" Guns N' Roses @SONG: Since I Don't Have You (4:18) (Joseph Rock/James Beaumont and The Skyliners) Bonnyview Music Corp. adm. by Southern Music Publishing Co. Inc. ASCAP Originally recorded by the Skyliners - 1958 Vocals W. Axl Rose Lead & Rhythm Guitars Saul (Slash) Hudson Bass Michael (Duff) McKagan Drums Matt Sorum Piano Dizzy Reed Keyboards W. Axl Rose --- I don't have plans and schemes, And I don't have hopes and dreams. I don't have anything, Since I don't have you. And I don't have fond desires, and I don't have happy hours. I don't have anything, Since I don't have you. Happiness, and I guess, I never will again. When you walked out on me, In walked ol' misery, And he's been here since then. (spoken) Yeah, we're fucked! I don't have love to share, And I don't have one who cares. I don't have anything, Since I don't have you. You, you, you, oh, oh! You, you, you, oh, oh! You, you, you, oh, oh! You, you, you, oh, oh! You, you, you, oh yeah! --------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: New Rose (2:38) (Brian James) Rock Music Co. Ltd. PRS Originally Recorded by The Damned - 1977 Vocals Duff McKagan Lead & Rhythm Guitars Saul (Slash) Hudson Rhythm Guitar Gilby Clarke Bass Michael (Duff) McKagan Drums Matt Sorum --- [spoken] Is she really going out with him? Hey! I got a feeling inside of me, It's kinda strange, like a stormy sea I don't know why, I don't know why I guess these things've gotta be Chorus: I got a new rose, I got it good Yes, I knew that I always would I can't stop to mess around I got a brand new rose in town See the sun, see the sunny skies Don't get too close, it'll burn your eyes Don't you run away that way Come back another day [Chorus] I never thought this could happen to me I'm a strange washing machine I never served somebody this sane I'll never, never, never be too late Hey! [Repeat first verse] [Chorus] --------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Down On The Farm (3:23) (Charles Harper/Alvin Gibbs/Nicholas Garrett) Embassy Music BMI adm. by Music Sales Corporation Originally recorded by The UK Subs - 1980 Vocals W. Axl Rose Lead & Rhythm Guitars Saul (Slash) Hudson Rhythm Guitar Gilby Clarke Bass Michael (Duff) McKagan Drums Matt Sorum --- All I need is some inspiration Before I do somebody some harm I feel just like a vegetable Down here on the farm Nobody comes to see me Nobody here to turn me on I ain't even got a lover Down here on the farm They told me to get healthy They told me to get some sun But boredom eats me like cancer Down here on the farm Drinking lemonade shanty Ain't no body gonna do me harm But I'm like a fish out of water Down here on the farm I write a thousand letters 'til my fingers all gone numb But I never see no postman Down here on the farm I call my baby on the telephone I say come down and have some fun But she knows what the score is Down here on the farm I can't fall in love with a wheat field I can't fall in love with a barn When everything smells like horse shit Down here on the farm Blue skies and swimming pools Add so much charm But I'd rather be back in Soho Than down here on the farm On the fucking farm! Are you born in a fucking barn or what? Baaaaaa! Hold still --------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Human Being (4:32) [really 6:48] (Johnny Thunders/David Johansen) Seldak Music Corp. Haverstraw Music Publishing adm. by WB Music Corp./All rights on behalf of Seldak Music Corp. for U.S., Canada, U.K. & Erie administered by Chappell & co. ASCAP Originally Recorded by The New York Dolls - 1974 Vocals W. Axl Rose Lead & Rhythm Guitars Saul (Slash) Hudson Rhythm Guitar Gilby Clarke Bass Michael (Duff) McKagan Drums Matt Sorum Piano Dizzy Reed Kazoo W. Axl Rose --- [spoken] ready holervabeese [backwards talk?] 1234 1234 [kazoo madness] oh yeeeahh oh yeeeeeeahh well if you don't like it, go ahead find yourself a date go ahead now try to find a boy whose gonna be what i hate what you need is a plastic doll with a fresh coat of paint whose gonna sit through the night and just always act so quaint ++umne head eh yeahohhh yeah well uh its your new friend you're really making a scene and I see you prowlin' around I'm gonna take you to my knee but you know that there's ++++just a reeling++++ never really what they mean but you can try to generate some warmth then you'll see just what I mean dobbie dobbie doobie yeah chorus: and if I've acted like a king don't ya know it's cos ++uh I'm a human being and if I want too many things don't ya know it's cos I'm a human being and if I've got to dream don't you know it's cos I'm a human being and when it gets a bit obscene don't ya know it's cos, I'm a human being I just gotta walk around with my head up town just like a human.. one more human being I can hold my head so HIGH just like a human, a riff raff human being won't ya gimme a little sip -- why won't you gimme a drag of that cigarette why don't you try to drive me home and then uh, never ever forget but now, don't you blow it all on a million dollar bet because you're liable to lose it on a bet that you've never had yet no bababy baby ohyeah [chorus] in fact ya tell me it's not the human race ya tryin to tell me I'm a big disgrace ah baby yeah yeah yeah fuck 'em fuck 'em fuck 'em all well I may think that ++this's all really just a do a part of me in it may be at the top of your manifest. Every little that I mean but I kept discover that with history baby I'm just what I wanted to be see that though I might take to those bare magazines or the Hollywood rating machine oh baby baby oh yeahhh [chorus] --------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Ain't It Fun (4:59) (Cheetah Chrome/Peter Laughner) Larry Spier, Inc./CBGB's Music/Bleu Disque ASCAP Originally Recorded by The Dead Boys - 1978 Vocals W. Axl Rose/Michael Monroe Lead & Rhythm Guiters Saul (Slash) Hudson Bass Michael (Duff) McKagan Drums Matt Sorum Additional Guitar Mike Staggs --- Ain't it fun when you're always on the run Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you've become Ain't it fun when you get so high Well...that you just can't come Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young It's such fun [10 times] Ain't it fun when you taking care of number one Ain't it fun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun Ain't it fun when you just can't seem to find your tounge Cause you stuck it too deep into something that really stung It's such fun Well, so you come up to me and spit right in my face I didn't even feel it It was such a disgrace I punched my fist right through the glass I didn't even feel it It happened so fast Such fun [12 times] Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a cunt Ain't it fun when you she splits you and leaves you on the run Well, Ain't it fun when you broken up every band that you ever begun Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young It's such fun Such fun --------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Buick Mackane (Big Dumb Sex) (2:37) Buick Makane - (Marc Bolan) Wizard (Bahamas) Ltd. PRS Originally Recorded by T. Rex - 1973 Big Dumb Sex - (Christopher J. Cornell) Loud Love music ASCAP Originally Recorded by Soundgarden - 1989 Vocals Slash N' Axl Lead & Rhythm Guitars Saul (Slash) Hudson Rhythm Guitar Gilby Clarke Bass Michael (Duff) McKagan Drums Matt Sorum --- Buick Buick Buick Mackane will you Buick Mackane will you be my girl Oh, be my girl Rainy lady, Queen of the rock will ya Queen of the rock will ya Help me roll Help me roll To my soul Slider, slider You're just a sexual glider You're just a sexual glider Be my plane In the rain [repeat first verse] I said I know what to do I'm gonna fuck fuck fuck fuck you Fuck You [repeat twice] --------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Hair of the Dog (3:57) (Dan McCafferty/Pete Agnew/Manuel Charlton/Darrell Sweet) Bienstock Publishing Co. ASCAP Originally Recorded by Nazareth - 1975 Vocals W. Axl Rose Lead & Rhythm Guitars Saul (Slash) Hudson Rhythm Guitar Gilby Clarke Bass Michael (Duff) McKagan Drums Matt Sorum Piano Dizzy Reed Percussion Matt Sorum, Mike Fasano --- [spoken] Give me a little bit of volume on this Heart-breaker, soul-shaker I've been told about you Steam-roller, the midnight shoulder What they been sayin' must be true [PRECHORUS] Red hot mama there'll be trouble [original was "Oh that charmer"] I say time's come to pay your dues [CHORUS] Now you're messin' with a A SON OF A BITCH Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch Now you're messin' with a A SON OF A BITCH Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch Talking jive and poison ivy You ain't gonna cling to me Minute-taker, fall-faker I ain't so blind I can't see [PRECHORUS] [CHORUS] --------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Attitude (Glenn Danzig) Evilive Music ASCAP Originally Recorded by The Misfits - 1980 Vocals Duff McKagan Lead & Rhythm Guitars Saul (Slash) Hudson Rhythm Guitar Gilby Clarke Bass Michael (Duff) McKagan Drums Matt Sorum Background Vocals Slash & Matt Sorum Yeah! Attitude Some fuckin' attiI can't believe what you say to me You've got some attitude Inside that bitter brain There's gotta be a whore If you don't shut your mouth You're gonna feel the floor, yeah! Attitude, what you've got Some fuckin' attitude Attitude's what you've got Some fuckin' attitude Yeah, all right Inside that bitter brain There's gotta be a whore If you don't shut your mouth You're gonna feel the mutha fuckin' guitar! Oh, attitude Some fuckin' attitude I can't believe what you say to me You've got some attitude Oh, attitude Some fuckin' attitude I can't believe what you say to me You've got some attitude Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Black leather Words & Music by Steve Jones Ooh, Verse 1: Well, she's all geared up, walkin' down the street. And I can feel the slime, drippin' down her sleeve. Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do. Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do. Ooh, Verse 2: Well, it's late at night, and I'm all alone. And I can hear her boots as she's near her home. Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do. Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do. Chorus 1: Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the door. Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore. Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore, I never should asked for black leather. Black leather. Ooh, black leather, ow black leather. Verse 3: And you can try to hide, but you won't get far. You can let her in, and you'll start it again Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do. Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do. Chorus 1 You can't put your arms around a memory Words & Music by Johnny Thunders It doesn't pay to try, All the smart boys know why, It doesn't mean, I didn't try, I just never know, why. It's isn't 'cause I'm all alone Oh, baby, you're not home. And when I'm home Big deal, I'm still alone. It's so restless, I am, Beat my head against a pole Try to knock some sense, down 'side my bones. And even though it don't show, Those guys are so old. Can't put your arms around a memory, Can't put your arms around a memory, Can't put your arms around a memory. Don't try Don't try You're just a basket case. And you got no name. Could you live with me? Go on and say. And even though it don't show Those guys are so old. Can't put your arms around a memory, Can't put your arms around a memory. Can't put your arms around a memory. Don't try Don't try Spoken: "Johnny you're me Yeah, you're memory I wanna put my arms around your memory I can't try.. I can't try, don't try." --------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: I don't Care About You (2:03) (Lee Ving) Range War Music adm. by BUG Music Group BMI Originally Recorded by Fear - 1982 Vocals W. Axl Rose Lead & Rhythm Guitars Saul (Slash) Hudson Rhythm Guitars Gilby Clarke Bass Michael (Duff) McKagan Drums Matt Sorum Background Vocals Slash, Rikki Rachtman, S.C. Bailey, Blake Stanton, Eric Mills --- Yeah! I'm from south Philadelphia Up on Avenue C. I've seen empty hands that was waitin' to freeze up from the power at home. [Chorus] I Don't Care About You Fuck you! I Don't Care About You Fuck you! I seen Hollywood Boulevard Welfare Hotel And I spent the night in jail At the Wilkins Hotel [Chorus] I seen an old man have a heart attack in Manhattan Well, he died while we just stood their looking at him Ain't he cute? [Chorus] I seen men rolling drugs I seen bodies in the streets I saw a man who was sleeping in his own puke And a man with no leg crawlin' down Fifth Street Trying to God to get something to eat [Chorus] Fuck you! [Spoken] Uh, that hurt man Alright Perfect @SONG: Look At Your Game, Girl (hidden track) There's a time for living Time keeps on flying Think you're loving baby But all your doing is crying [chorus] Can you feel Are those feelings real Look at your game, girl Look at your game, girl What a mad delusion Living in that confusion Frustration and doubt Can you ever live without the game The sad, sad game Mad game Just to say loves' not enough ?? it can't be true Oh, you can tell those lies but you're only fooling you [chorus] ??? you feel I ??? those feelings ain't real Then you better stop trying Or you're gonna play crying Stop trying That's the game Sad sad game Mad game Sad game [spoken] Thanks, Chas Jack