The Spaghetti Incident?
Album : The Spaghetti Incident?
Artist : Guns N' Roses
Release Date : 1993
Label : Geffen
"The Spaghetti Incident?" is the fifth studio album by the American hard rock band Guns N' Roses. The album is composed of covers of older punk rock, hard rock, and other songs. "The Spaghetti Incident?" is the only studio album to feature rhythm guitarist Gilby Clarke, who replaced original Guns N' Roses member Izzy Stradlin during the band's Use Your Illusion tour in 1991, as well as the last album to feature guitarist Slash, bassist Duff McKagan and drummer Matt Sorum, following the departure of them in 1996 and 1997, respectively. It is also their final album to date featuring longtime producer Mike Clink.
It is the only album released not backed by a tour. Although somewhat well received critically; it is the band's worst selling studio album, having sold 1 million copies by 2018
Track List :
1. "Since I Don't Have You"
2. "New Rose"
3. "Down on the Farm"
4. "Human Being"
5. "Raw Power"
6. "Ain't It Fun"
7. "Buick Makane (Big Dumb Sex)"
8. "Hair of the Dog"
9. "Attitude"
10. "Black Leather"
11. "You Can't Put Your Arms Around a Memory"
12. "I Don't Care About You"
Track Name
Track Artist
LYRIC
"Since I Don't Have You"
I don't have plans and schemes
And I don't have hopes and dreams
I, I, 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, I, I don't have anything
Since I don't have you (I don't have)
Happiness and I guess
I never will again
When you walked out on me
In walked old misery
And she's been here since then
Yep, we're fucked!
I don't have love to share
And I don't have one who cares
I, I, I don't have anything
Since I don't have you
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
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"
(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, don't know why
These kinds of things got to 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 don't deserve somebody this sane
I better get her, maybe-be too late
Hey!
Awww, I got a feeling inside of me
It's kinda strange like a stormy sea
I don't know why, don't know why
I guess, these things, got to 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
"Down On The Farm"
One, two
One, two
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
Drinkin' Lemonade Shandy
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 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?
Baaa, hold still
"Human Being"
Ready
Whole different beast
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
Oh-oh yeah, oh yeah
Well if you don't like it
Go ahead find yourself a saint
Go ahead now try to find a boy
Who's gonna be what I ain't
What you need is
A plastic doll with a fresh coat of paint
Who's gonna sit through the madnesses
And always act so quaint
Well, maybe, yeah
Oh yeah, well, a
It's your new friend
You're really making a scene
And I've seen you
Bouncing around from machine to machine
But you know that they're never real
Never really what they seem
And you can count on
Generate some warmth
Then you'll see just what I mean
Oh, baby, baby, baby, yeah
And if I'm acting like a king
Don't you know it's 'cause I'm a human being
And if I want too many things
Don't you 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 you know it's 'cause I'm a human being
I don't got to walk 'round with my head on down
Just like a human, oh no, a human being
I can hold my head so high
Just like a human, a real proud human being
Won't you give me a little sip?
Why don't you give me a drag of that cigarette?
Why don't you try to give me something that I'll never ever forget?
But now, could you blow it all on a million-dollar bet
Because you're liable to lose it
On the best loving, you've never had yet
Oh, baby, baby, oh yeah
And if I'm acting like a king
Don't you know it's 'cause I'm a human being
And if I want too many things
Don't you 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 you know it's 'cause I'm a human being
I don't got to walk 'round with my head on down
Just like a human, oh no, a human being
I can hold my head so high
Just like a human, a real proud human being
It's like I'm talking about the human race
You're trying to cover up a big disgrace
Oh, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, 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
Color that with history, and make it just what I want it to be, well I'm
Blowing my change on the fan magazines with all the Hollywood refugees
Oh, baby, baby, oh yeah
And if I'm acting like a king
Don't you know it's 'cause I'm a human being
And if I want too many things
Don't you 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 you know it's 'cause I'm a human being
I don't got to walk 'round with my head on down
Just like a human, whoa no, a human being
I can hold my head so high
Just like a human, a real, real human being
I'm a human being
I'm a human being
I'm a human being
Ha hahaha haha ha
I'm a human being
Oh yeah
I'm a human being yeah
I'm a human being
Ooooooooo yeah
I'm a human being
Oh yeah
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a human being
I'm a human being
Oooooooooo yeah!
"Raw Power"
Yo, check it out
Huh
Dance to the beat of the living dead
Lose sleep, baby, stay away from bed
Raw power is sure to come running to you
If you're alone and you got the fear
So am I, baby, let's move out of here
Raw power is sure to come running to you
Raw power 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
Popping eyes and a flashing feet
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Don't you try, don't you try 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 a-running to you
If you're alone and you got the shakes
So am I, baby, I got what it takes
Raw power is sure to come running 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
Everybody always tryna tell me what to do
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Everybody always tryna 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, it don't want to know
Raw power is a guaranteed O.D
Raw power is a laughing at you and me
I want to 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 It Fun"
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, you just can't cum?
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young?
It's such fun
Good fun, such fun, such fun, ah
Yeah fun, such fun, such fun, ah
Yeah, fun, such fun, such
Ow
Ain't it fun when you're 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, somebody 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, such fun, such fun
Such fun, such fun, such fun, fun
Such fun, such fun, such fun, yeah
Such fun, such fun, such
Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a cunt?
Ain't it fun when she splits 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
Such fun, such fun, such fun, fun, fun
Such fun, such fun, such fun, ah
Such fun, such fun, such fun, ah
Such fun, such fun, such fun
Such fun, ah
"Buick Makane"
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?
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
"Hair Of The Dog"
Give me a little bit of volume on this
You're a heart-breaking soul shaker
I've been told about you
Steamroller, midnight shoulder
A-what they've been saying must be true
Red hot mama, velvet charmer
I say time's going to pay your dues
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Talking jive and poison ivy
You aren't going to cling to me
Man taker, born faker
I ain't so blind I can't see
Red hot mama, velvet charmer
I say time's going to pay your dues
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a, a son of a bitch
Now, you're messing with a son of a bitch
Hahaha
"Attitude"
1, 2, 3, 4!
Yeah!
Attitude, some fucking attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You got some attitude
Inside that fetal brain
There's got to be a whore
If you don't shut your mouth
You're gonna feel the floor, yeah!
Attitude, what you got's a fucking attitude
Attitude is what you got's a fucking attitude
Yeah, right
Inside that fetal brain
There's got to be a whore
If you don't shut your mouth
You're gonna
Feel the
Mother fucking
Guitar!
Oh, attitude
'S some fucking attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You got some attitude, oh
Attitude, 's some fucking attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You got some attitude (some fucking attitude)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
"Black Leather"
Well, she's all geared up, walking down the street
And I can feel the slime, dripping down her sleeve
Well, you can't refuse an' you just can't choose
What she's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse an' 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 an' you just can't choose
What she's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse an' you just can't choose
What she's gonna do
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've asked for
Black leather
Black leather
Ooh, black leather
Ow, black leather
And you can try to hide, but you won't get far
You can let her in, and you'll start again
Well, you can't refuse an' you just can't choose
What she's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse an' you just can't choose
What she's gonna do
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've asked for
Black leather
Oooh, black leather
Ow, black leather
Ow, black leather
Ooh, ooh
Black leather
Black leather
Black leather
Black leather
Black leather
Black leather
Black leather
Black leather
Mmmm
"You Can't Put You Arms Around A Memory"
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
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, as I am
Beat my head against a pole
Try to knock some sense
Down inside my bones
And even though it don't show
Those scars aren't 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 bastard kid
And you got no name
Could you live with me?
Go on and say
And even though it don't show
Those scars aren't 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
Johnny, you're me, yeah, your memory
I want to put my arms around your memory
I can't try
I can't try
Don't try
Come on
LAMF
Like a mother fucker
Yo, Johnny, what color were her eyes?
Oh, she was wearing shades?
Fuck yeah
"I Don't Care About You"
I'm from South Philadelphia
I'm from Avenue C
I've seen empty hands that was waiting to freeze
I'm from the Bowery, too!
I don't care 'bout you, fuck you
I don't care 'bout you, fuck you
I've seen Hollywood Boulevard, welfare hotel
And I spent the night in jail at the Wilcox Hotel
I don't care 'bout you, fuck you
I don't care 'bout you
I've seen an old man have a heart attack in Manhattan
Well, he died while we just stood there looking at him
Ain't he cute?
I don't care 'bout you, fuck you
I don't care 'bout you
I seen men rolling drunks, I seen bodies in the streets
I saw a man who was sleeping in his own puke
And a man with no legs crawling down
Fifth Street trying just to get something to eat
I don't care 'bout you, fuck you
I don't care 'bout you, fuck you
I don't care 'bout you, fuck you
I don't care 'bout you, fuck you
Uh, that hurt, man
Alright
Perfect
