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from Guns N' Roses 2.2집 - Use Your Illusion II (1991)
When you're talkin to yourself
And nobody's home You can fool yourself You came in this world alone (Alone) So nobody ever told you baby How it was gonna be So what'll happen to you baby Guess we'll have to wait and see ONE, TWO Old at heart but I'm only 28 And I'm much too young To let love break my heart Young at heart but it's getting much too late To find ourselves so far apart I don't know how you're s'posed To find me lately An what more could tou ask from me How could you say that I never needed you When you took everything Said you took everything from me Young at heart an it gets so hard to wait When no one I know can seem to help me now Old at heart but I musn't hesitate If I'm to find my own way out Still talkin' to myself and nobody's home (Alone) So nobody ever told us baby How it was gonna be So what'll happen to us baby Guess we'll have to wait and see When I find out all the reasons Maybe I'll find another way Find another day With all the changing seasons of my life Maybe I'll get it right next time An now that you've been broken down Got your head out of the clouds You're back down on the ground And you don't talk so loud An you don't walk so proud Any more, and what for Well I jumped into the river Too many times to make it home I'm out here on my own, an drifting all alone If it doesn't show give it time To read between the lines 'Cause I see the storm getting closer And the waves they get so high Seems everything We've ever known's here Why must it drift away and die I'll never find anyone to replace you Guess I'll have to make it thru, this time- Oh this time Without you I knew the storm was getting closer And all my friends said I was high But everything we've ever known's here I never wanted it to die |
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from Guns N' Roses 2.2집 - Use Your Illusion II (1991)
I'm a cold heartbreaker
Fit ta burn and I'll rip your heart in two An I'll leave you lyin' on the bed I'll be out the door before ya wake It's nuthin' new ta you 'Cause I think *we've seen that movie too 'Cause you could be mine But you're way out of line With your bitch slap rappin' And your cocaine tongue You get nuthin' done I said you could be mine Now holidays come and then they go It's nothin' new today Collect another memory When I come home late at night Don't ask me where I've been Just count your stars I'm home again 'Cause you could be mine But you're way out of line With your bitch slap rappin' And your cocaine tongue You get nuthin' done I said you could be mine You've gone sketchin' too many times Why don't ya give it a rest Why Must you find Another reason to cry While you're breakin' down my back n' I been rackin' out my brain It don't matter how we make it 'Cause it always ends the same You can push it for more mileage But your flaps r' wearin' thin And I could sleep on it 'til mornin' But this nightmare never ends Don't forget to call my lawyers With ridiculous demands An you can take the pity so far But it's more than I can stand 'Cause this couchtrip's gettin' older Tell me how long has it been 'Cause 5 years is forever An you haven't grown up yet You could be mine But you're way out of line With your bitch slap rappin' And your cocaine tongue You get nuthin' done I said you could be mine You should be You could be mine Yeah! |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
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 I never will ever again When you walked out on me in walked the misery And he's been here since them Yeah you're fuck I don't have much to share And I don't have one to care 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 yeah |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
(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 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 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 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! 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 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 |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
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 catsup 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! |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
ready
holervabeese (bkwrds 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 in a round 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 heart, then you'll see just what I mean dobbie dobbie doobie yah 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 bababt baby ohyeah and if i've acted like a king don't ya know it's cos i'm ahuman -repeat 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 allll ow.... (guitar solo) 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 (guitar solo#2) im a human bein ect HA HA HA ha ooohhh yeah i'm a human bein yeah oooooooo yeahaaaoowww yeah i'm a human bein yeah im a im a im a wowo i'm a human being yeah owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah more kazoo madness |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
Dance to the beat of the living dead
You'll see baby, stay away from there. Raw power is sure come a runnin' to you If you're alone and you got the feel So am I baby let's roll on out ta' here Raw power is sure to come a- runnin' to you. Raw power's got a magic touch Raw power is much too much Happiness is a guaranteed It was made for you and me. Raw power, honey, just won't quit Raw power, I can feel it. Raw power, hear it, can't be spared, Popin' eyes and a fashion feed Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do I was tryin', I was tryin' a tell ya what to do Spoken: "And you know that ain't right." I look in the eyes of the seventh girl Fall deep in love in the underworld Raw power is sure to come a-runnin' to you. If you're alone and you got the shakes So am I baby and I got what it takes Raw power is sure to come a-runnin' to you. Raw power's go a healing hand, Raw power can destroy a man Raw power is so more than soul Got a son called rock and roll. Raw power, honey, just won't quit Raw power, I can feel it Raw power honey, give me a spin Get up baby and kiss my feet. Ev'rybody always tryin' a tell me what to do, Don't you try, don't you try o tell me what to do Ev'rybody always tryin' a tell me what to do, Don't you try, don't you try o tell me what to do Raw power it's got no place to go. Raw power honey, you don't wanna know Raw power is a guaranteed. O.D. Raw power is a laughin' at you and me Spoken: "I wanna know." Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Raw power, raw power Can you feel it? Can you feel it? |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
Ain't it fun when you're
always on the run Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you become Ain't it fun when you get so high Well that you you just can't come Ain't it fun when you know that you gonna die young It's such fun Good fun Such fun Such fun Aah such fun Such fun Such fun aah Yeah fun Just fun Such 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 ah Well so good to me they 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 Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such 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 bum Well ain't it fun when you've broken up every band that you've ever begun Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young It's such fun It's such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun Such fun |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
Buick Buick Buick Mackane will ya Buick Mackane will ya 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 (spoken) See my soul Sire, sire You're just a sexual goddess You're just a sexual goddess Be my plane Oh, in the rain Buick Buick Buick Mackane will ya Buick Mackane will ya be my girl Oh, be my girl I said I know what to do I'm gonna Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck you Fuck you I said I know what to do I'm gonna Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck you Fuck you I said I know what to do I'm gonna Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck you Fuck you
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
You're a heart-breakin' soul shaker,
Well, I've been told about you I've seen y'on the midnight show girl, A-what they've been sayin' must be true Red hot mama, There'll be trouble, I say time's gonna pay your dues Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch Talkin' jive and poison ivy You ain't gonna cling to me Man take a bold thinker I ain't so blind I can't see Red hot mama There'll be trouble Time's gonna pay your dues. Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
Attitude
Some fuckin' attitude I can't believe what you said to me You got some attitude Inside that bitter brain Theres gotta be a whore If you don't shut your mouth You're gonna feel the floor Attitude You got some attitude Attitude Inside that bitter brain Theres gotta be a whore If you don't shut you're mouth You're gonna feel the mother fuckin'--guitar Attitude Attitude I can't believe what you said to me You got some attitude Attitude I can't believe what you said to me You got some attitude |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
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. |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
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." |
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from Guns N' Roses - The Spaghetti Incident? (1993)
I'm from south Philadelphia
I'm from Avenue C I've seen the empty eyes of a vacant breed I'm from the Valley too [Chorus] I Don't Care About You Fuck you! I Don't Care About You Fuck you! I seen Hollywood Boulevard Wellfair 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 killed [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 legs crawl down 5th street Trying to God to get something to eat [Chorus] Fuck you! [Spoken] Uh, that hurt man Alright Perfect |
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from Guns N' Roses 2.2집 - Use Your Illusion II (1991)
What we've got here is
failure to communicate Some men you just can't reach So you get what we had here last week Which is the way he wants it Well he gets it I don't like it any more than you men" Look at your young men fighting Look at your women crying Look at your young men dying The way they've always done before Look at the hate we're breeding Look at the fear we're feeding Look at the lives we're leading The way we've always done before My hands are tied The billions shift from side to side And the wars go on with brainwashed pride for the love of God and our human rights And all these things are swept aside by bloody hands time can't deny and are washed away by your genocide And history hides the lies of our civil wars D'you wear a black armband When they shot the man who said "Peace could last forever" And in my first memories They shot Kennedy I went numb when I learned to see So I never fell for Vietnam We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all that you can't trust freedom when it's not in your hands when everybody's fighting for their promised land And I don't need your civil war It feeds the rich while it buries the poor Your power hungry selling soldiers in a human grocery store Ain't that fresh I don't need your civil war 간주 Look at the shoes you're filling Look at the blood we're spilling Look at the world we're killing The way we've always done before Look in the doubt we've wallowed Look at the leaders we've followed Look at the lies we've swallowed And I don't want to hear no more My hands are tied For all I've seen has changed my mind But still the wars go on As the years go by with no love of God or human rights Cause all these dreams are swept aside by bloody hands of the hypnotized who carry the cross of homicide And history bears the scars of our civil wars "We practice selective annihilation of mayors and government officials For example to create a vacuum Then we fill that vacuum As popular war advances Peace is closer" I don't need your civil war It feeds the rich while it buries the poor Your power hungry selling soldiers in a human grocery store Ain't that fresh I don't need your civil war, no no no no I don't need your civil war I don't need your civil war Your power hungry selling soldiers in a human grocery store Ain't that fresh I don't need your civil war, no no no no I don't need your civil war I don't need one more war What's so civil about war anyway? |
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from Guns N' Roses 2.2집 - Use Your Illusion II (1991)
I try and feel the sunshine
You bring the rain You try and hold me down With your complaints You cry and moan and complain You whine an tear Up to my neck in sorrow The touch you bring You just don't step inside to 14 years So hard to keep my own head... That's what I say You know...I've been the beggar... I've played the thief I was the dog...they all tried to beat But it's been 14 years of silence It's been 14 years of pain It's been 14 years that are gone forever And I'll never have again Your stupid girlfriends tell you That I'm to blame Well they're all used-up has-beens Out of the game This time I'll have the last word You hear what I say I tried to see it your way It won't work today You just don't step inside to 14 years So hard to keep my own head... That's what I say You know...I've been the dealer... Hangin' on your street I was the dog...they all tried to beat But it's been 14 years of silence It's been 14 years of pain It's been 14 years that are gone forever And I'll never have again Bullshit and contemplation Gossip's their trade If they knew half the real truth What would they say Well I'm past the point of concern It's time to play These last 4 years of madness Sure put me straight Don't get back 14 years In just one day So hard to keep my own head Just go away You know...just like a hooker she said Nothin's for free Oh I tried to see it your way I tried to see it your way |
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from Guns N' Roses 2.2집 - Use Your Illusion II (1991)
Yesterday, there was so many things
I was never told Now that I'm startin' to learn I feel I'm growing old 'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me Old pictures that I'll always see Time just fades the pages In my book of memories Prayers in my pocket And no hand in destiny I'll keep on movin' along With no time to plant my feet 'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me Old pictures that I'll always see Some things could be better If we'd all just let them be Yesterday's got nothin' for me Yesterday's got nothin' for me Got nothin' for me Yesterday, there was so many things I was never shown Suddenly this time I found I'm on the streets and I'm all alone Yesterday's got nothin' for me Old pictures that I'll always see I ain't got time to reminisce old novelties Yesterday's got nothin' for me Yesterday's got nothin' for me Yesterday's got nothin' for me Yesterday Yesterday |
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