...::THE SPAGHETTI INCIDENT ?::...


| Since I Don't Have You| New Rose|
| Down On The Farm| Human Being| Raw Power| Ain't It Fun|
| Buick Makane (Big Dumb Sex)| Hair Of The Dog| Attitude|
| Black Leather| You Can't Put Your Arms Around A Memory|
| I Don't Care About You| Look At Your Game Girl (Hidden bonus track)|


SINCE I DON'T HAVE YOU

Originally recorded by The Skyliners - 1958

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!

NEW ROSE

Originally Recorded by The Damned - 1977

[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]


DOWN ON THE FARM

Originally recorded by The UK Subs - 1980

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 nobody here to do me harm
But I'm like a fish out of water
Down here on the farm

I wrote 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 horseshit
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


HUMAN BEING

Originally Recorded by The New York Dolls - 1974

Ready
A whole different beast
1234
1234!
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 ain't

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

yeah ohhh yeah well uh

It's your new friend
You're really making a scene
And I've seen you bouncin' around
From machine to machine
But you know that
They're never really
Never really what they seem,
But you can try to
Generate some warmth,
Then you'll see just what I mean,
Oh baby, baby, baby yeah

Chorus:
And if I've acted like a king
Don't ya know it's cause I'm a human being
And if I want too many things
Don't ya know it's cause I'm a human being
And if I've got to dream
Don't you know it's cause I'm a human being
And when it gets a bit obscene
Don't ya know it's cause, I'm a human being
I just gotta walk around
With my head on down
Just like a human.. one more human being
I can hold my head so high
Just like a human,
A real proud 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
That I'll, 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 oh yeah

[chorus]

It's like I'm talkin' 'bout the human race
You're tryin' to cover up a big disgrace
Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on, come on

Well I may think that this whole scene is just a
Too appalling for me
Well, I may be the type who's just mad about
Every little thing that I see, but I can
Discover that with history, and make it
Just what I want it to be, well I'm
Blowin' my change on the fan magazines, with all the
Hollywood refugees, oh baby baby oh yeah

[chorus]


RAW POWER

Originally Recorded by Iggy And The Stooges - 1973

Dance to the beat of the living dead
You'll see baby, stay away from there
Raw power is sure come runnin' to you

If you're alone and you got the feel
So am I baby let's roll on outta here
Raw power is sure to come 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
Poppin' eyes and a fashion feed
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Everybody always tryin' to tell me what to do

And you know that ain't right

I look in the eyes of the southern girl
Fall deep in love in the underworld
Raw power is sure to come 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 runnin' to you

Raw power's got 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' to tell me what to do
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Ev'rybody always tryin' to tell me what to do
Don't you try, don't you try to 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 laughin' at you and me

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?


AIN'T FUN

Originally Recorded by The Dead Boys - 1978

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 tongue
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 bum
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


BUICK MAKANE (BIG DUMB SEX)

Originally Recorded by Soundgarden - 1989

Buick
Buick
Buick Makane will you
Buick Makane 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
Oh, 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]


HAIR OF THE DOG

Originally Recorded by Nazareth - 1975

[spoken] Give me a little bit of volume on this

Heart-breaker, soul-shaker
I've been told about you
Steam-roller, the midnight show girl
What they been sayin' must be true

[PRECHORUS]
Red hot mama
There'll be trouble
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]


ATTITUDE

Originally Recorded by The Misfits - 1980

Yeah!
Attitude Some fuckin' attitude
I 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

Originally recorded by Steve Jones/The Sex Pistols - 1980

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

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
Scratch, scratch
She's clawing at the door
Oh no I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack
I'm feelin' so sore
I never should've asked for
Black Leather
Black Leather
Ooh Black Leather
Black Leather

And you can try to hide
But you won't get far
You can let her in
And you start 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
Scratch, scratch
She's clawing at the door
Oh no I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack
I'm feelin' so sore
I never should've asked for
Black Leather
Black Leather
Ooh Black Leather
Black Leather

Black Leather
(repeat 8 times)


YOU CAN'T PUT YOUR ARMS AROUND A MEMORY

Originally Recorded by Johnny Thunders - 1978

In Memory Of Johnny Thunders

This one's for you Johnny

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

Feel so cold and all alone
Cause baby, you're not at home
And when I'm home
Big deal, I'm still alone

Feel 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
The scars are so old

You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
Don't try, don't try

You're just a bastard kid
And you got no name
Could you live with me
We're one and the same

And even though it don't show
The stars are so old

You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
Don't try, don't try

Johnny
Yeah your memory
I wanna put my arms around your memory
I can try, I can try
Don't try
Come on

L.A.M.F.
Like a motherfucker

Yo Johnny
What color were her eyes?
Oh, she was wearing shades?
Fuck it


I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU

Originally Recorded by Fear - 1982

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 Wilcox Hotel

[Chorus]

I seen an old man have a heart attack in Manhattan
Well, he died while we just stood there lookin' 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 legs crawlin' down 5th street
Trying just to get something to eat

[Chorus]

Fuck you!

[Spoken]
Uh, that hurt man
Alright
Perfect


LOOK AT YOUR GAME, GIRL (Hidden bonus track)

Originally recorded... [I think you all know
the story on this one, so lets leave it
uncredited since GN'R wanted it that way.]

There's a time for living
Time keeps on flying
Think you're loving baby
And all you do 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
If it can't be true
Oh, you can tell those lies baby but you're only fooling you

[chorus]

Can you feel
I know those feelings ain't real
Then you better stop trying
Or you're gonna play crying
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