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THE SPAGHETTI INCIDENT ?

1993

Since I Don't Have You  4:20
New Rose 2:38
Down On The Farm 3:29
Human Being 6:48
Raw Power 3:12
Ain't It Fun 5:06
Buick Makane 2:39
Hair Of The Dog 3:55
Attitude 1:27
Black Leather 4:09
You Can't Put You Arms Around A Memory 3:35
I Don't Care About You  2:05
Look At Your Game, Girl  2:24

 

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 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 she'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 Idon'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!

UP/Hore

New Rose

(spoken)
Is shereally going out with him?

Hey!

I got afeeling inside of me
It's kindastrange like a stormy sea
I don'tknow why, don't know why
These kindof things gotta be

CHORUS:

I got anew rose, I got it good
Yes, Iknew that I always would
I can'tstop to mess around
I got abrand new rose in town

See thesun, see the sunny skies
Don't gettoo close it'll burn your eyes
Don't yourun away that way
Come back another day

CHORUS

I neverthought this could happen to me
I'm a strangewashing machine
I neverserved somebody this sane
I haven'tmet her, maybe too late

Hey!

I got afeeling inside of me
It's kindastrange like a stormy sea
I don'tknow why, I don't know why
I guessthese things've gotta be

CHORUS


UP/Hore

Down On The Farm

All I needis some inspiration
BeforeI do somebody some harm
I feeljust like a vegetable
Down hereon the farm

Nobody comesto see me
Nobodyhere to turn me on
I ain'teven got a lover
Down hereon the farm

They toldme to get healthy
They toldme to get some sun
But boredomeats me like cancer
Down hereon the farm

Drinkin'lemonade shanty
Ain't nobodyhere to do me harm
But I'mlike a fish out of water
Down hereon the farm

I wrotea thousand letters
Till myfingers all gone numb
But I neversee no postman
Down hereon the farm

I call mybaby on the telephone
I say comedown and have some fun
But sheknows what the score is
Down hereon the farm

I can'tfall in love with a wheatfield
I can'tfall in love with a barn
When everythingsmells like horse shit
Down hereon the farm

Blue skiesand swimming pools
Add somuch charm
But I'drather be back in Soho
Than downhere on the farm

On the fuckingfarm!

Are youborn in a fucking barn or what?

Baaaaaah!

HOLD STILL

UP/Hore

Human Being

1, 2, 3,4
Oh yeeeahh
Oh yeeeeeeahh

Well ifyou don't like it
Go aheadfind yourself a saint
Go aheadnow try to find a boy
Who's gonnabe what I ain't

What youneed is a plastic doll
With afresh coat of paint
Who's gonnasit through all the madness
And alwaysact so quaint
I said- a, oh yeah, well - a

It's yournew friend
You'rereally
Makinga scene, and I've seen you
Bouncingaround, from machine to machine
But youknow that

They'renever really
Never reallywhat they seem
And youcan count on
Generatesome warmth, then you'll
See justwhat I mean
Oh baby,baby, baby yeah

CHORUS:

And if I'macting like a king
Don't yaknow it's cos uh I'm a human being
And ifI want too many things
Don't yaknow it's cos I'm a human being
And ifI've got to dream
Don't yaknow it's cos I'm a human being
And whenit gets a bit obscene
Don't yaknow it's cos I'm a human being
I don'tgotta walk around with my head on down
Just likea human... oh no a human being
I can holdmy head so high
Just likea human
A realproud human being

Won't yougive me a little sip
Why won'tyou give me a drag of that cigarette
Why don'tyou try to give me something
That I'llnever ever forget, but now
Could youblow it all
On a milliondollar bet
Becauseyou're liable to lose it
On a bestlovin' you've had yet
Oh babybaby, oh yeah

CHORUS

It's likeI'm talkin' 'bout the human race
You'retryin' to cover up a big disgrace
Oh baby,yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on,come on, come on, come on

Well I maythink that
This wholescene is just a too appalling for me
Well, Imay be the type who's just mad about
Funny littlething that I see, but I can
Colourthat with history, and make it
Just whatI want it to be, well I'm
Blowin'my change on the fan magazines
With allthe Hollywood refugees
Oh babybaby oh yeah


UP/Hore

Raw Power

Dance tothe beat of the living dead
You'llsee baby, stay away from there
Raw poweris sure to come a-runnin' to you

If you'realone and you got the feel
So am Ibaby let's roll on out ta' here
Raw poweris sure to come a-runnin' to you

Raw power'sgot a magic touch
Raw poweris much too much
Happinessis a guaranteed
It wasmade 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 youtry, don't you try to tell me what to do
I was tryin',I was tryin' a tell ya what to do

(spoken)
And youknow that ain't right

I look inthe eyes of the seventh girl
Fall deepin love in the underworld
Raw poweris sure to come a-runnin' to you

If you'realone and you got the shakes
So am Ibaby and I got what it takes
Raw poweris sure to come a-runnin' to you

Raw power'sgot a healing hand
Raw powercan destroy a man
Raw poweris so more than soul
Got a soncalled rock and roll.

Raw power,honey, just won't quit
Raw power,I can feel it
Raw powerhoney, give me a spin
Get upbaby and kiss my feet

Ev'rybodyalways tryin' a tell me what to do
Don't youtry, don't you try to tell me what to do
Ev'rybodyalways tryin' a tell me what to do
Don't youtry, don't you try to tell me what to do
Raw powerit's got no place to go
Raw powerhoney, you don't wanna know
Raw poweris a guaranteed O.D.
Raw poweris a laughin' at you and me

(spoken)
I wannaknow

Can youfeel it?
Can youfeel it?
Can youfeel it?
Can youfeel it?
Raw power
Raw power
Can youfeel it?
Can youfeel it?

UP/Hore

Ain't It Fun

Ain't itfun when you're always on the run
Ain't itfun when your friends despise what you become
Ain't itfun when you get so high
Well...that you, you just can't come
Ain't itfun when you know that you gonna die young

It's suchfun
Good fun
Such fun
Such fun
Aah suchfun
Such fun
Such funaah
Yeah fun,
Just fun
Such...

Ain't itfun when you taking care of number one
Ain't itfun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun
Ain't itfun when you just can't seem to find your tounge
Cause youstuck it too deep into something that really stung
It's suchfun, ah

Well, sogood to me, they spit right in my face
I didn'teven feel it
It wassuch a disgrace

I punchedmy fist right through the glass
I didn'teven feel it
It happenedso fast

Such fun
Such fun
Such fun
Ah suchfun
Such fun
Such fun
Ah suchfun

Ain't itfun when you tell her she's just a cunt
Ain't itfun when you she splits you

and leaves you on the bum
Well, ain'tit fun when you've broken

up every band that you've ever begun
Ain't itfun when you know that

you're gonna die young

It's suchfun
Such fun(x 13)

UP/Hore

Buick Makane

Buick
Buick
Buick Mackane will ya
Buick Mackane will ya be my girl
Oh, bemy girl

Rainy lady
Queen ofthe rock will ya
Queen ofthe rock will ya
Help meroll
Help meroll

(spoken)
See mysoul

Sire, sire
You'rejust a sexual goddess
You'rejust a sexual goddess
Be my plane
Oh, inthe rain

Buick
Buick
Buick Mackane will ya
Buick Mackanewill ya be my girl
Oh, bemy girl

I said Iknow what to do
I'm gonna
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck you
Fuck you

I saidI know what to do
I'm gonna
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck you
Fuck you

I said Iknow what to do
I'm gonna
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck you
Fuck you

UP/Hore

Hair Of The Dog

(spoken)
Give mea little bit of volume on this

You're aheart-breakin' soul shaker
I've beentold about you
I've seeny'on the midnight show girl
A-whatthey been sayin' must be true

Red hotmama
There'llbe trouble
I say time'sgonna pay your dues

CHORUS:

Now you'remessin' with a A SON OF A BITCH
Now you'remessin' with a son of a bitch
Now you'remessin' with a A SON OF A BITCH
Now you'remessin' with a son of a bitch

Talkin'jive and poison ivy
You ain'tgonna cling to me
Man takea bold thinker
I ain'tso blind I can't see

Red hotmama
There'llbe trouble
I say time'sgonna pay your dues

CHORUS

CHORUS (x5)

UP/Hore

Attitude

Yeah!
Attitude
'tsa fuckin'attitude
I can'tbelieve what ya say to me
You gotsome attitude

Inside thatbitter brain
There'sgotta be a whore
If youdon't shut your mouth
You'regonna feel the floor, yeah!

Attitude,what you got's a fuckin' attitude
Attitudeis what you got's a fuckin' attitude
Some fuckin'attitude
Yeah, right

Inside thatbitter brain
There'sgotta be a whore
If youdon't shut your mouth
You'regonna feel the mother fuckin' guitar!

Oh, attitude
'tsa fuckin'attitude
I can'tbelieve what ya say to me
You gotsome attitude

Oh, attitude
'tsa fuckin'attitude
I can'tbelieve what ya say to me
You gotsome attitude

Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!

UP/Hore

Black Leather

Ooh
Ooh
Ooh

Well, she'sall geared up, walkin' down the street
And I canfeel the slime, drippin' down her sleeve
Well, youcan't refuse and you

 just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well, youcan't refuse and you

just can't choose what she's gonna do

Ooh
Ooh

Well, it'slate at night, and I'm all alone
And I canhear her boots as she's near her home
Well, youcan't refuse and you

just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well, youcan't refuse and you

just can't choose what she's gonna do

CHORUS:

Scratch,scratch, she's clawing at the door
Whoa, no,I can't take it anymore
Crack,crack I'm feeling so sore
I nevershould asked for black leather
Black leather
Ooh, blackleather
Ow blackleather

And youcan try to hide, but you won't get far
You canlet her in, and you'll start it again
Well, youcan't refuse and you

just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well, youcan't refuse and you

just can't choose what she's gonna do

CHORUS

Ooh
Ooh
Black Leather(x 8)

UP/Hore

You Can't Put Your Arms Around A Memory

(spoken)
This one'sfor you Johhny

It doesn'tpay to try
All thesmart boys know why
It doesn'tmean, I didn't try
I justnever know, why

It's isn't'cause I'm all alone
Oh, baby,you're not home
And whenI'm home
Big deal,I'm still alone

It's sorestless, I am
Beat myhead against a pole
Try toknock some sense, down 'side my bones
And eventhough it don't show
Those guysare so old
Can't putyour arms around a memory
Can't putyour arms around a memory
Can't putyour arms around a memory
Don't try
Don't try

You're justa basket case
And yougot no name
Could youlive with me?
Go on andsay
And eventhough it don't show
Those guysare so old

Can't putyour arms around a memory
Can't putyour arms around a memory
Can't putyour arms around a memory
Don't try
Don't try

(spoken)
Johnnyyou're me
Yeah, you'rememory
I wannaput my arms around your memory

I can't try…
I can't try
Don't try

UP/Hore

I Don't Care About You

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've seen Hollywood Boulevard
Wel fare hotel
And I spentthe night in jail
At the Wilcox Hotel

I don'tcare about you
Fuck you!
I don'tcare about you

I've seenan old man have a heart attack in Manhattan
Well hedied while we just stood there lookin' at him
Ain't hecute?

I don'tcare about you
Fuck you!
I don'tcare about you

I seen madrollin' drunks
I seenbodies in the streets
I saw aman who was sleepin' in his own puke
And a manwith no legs crawlin' down
Fifth Streettryin' just to get somethin' to eat

I don'tcare about you
Fuck you!
I don'tcare about you
Fuck you!
I don'tcare about you
Fuck you!
I don'tcare about you

Fuck you!

(spoken)
Uh, thathurt man
Alright
Perfect

UP/Hore

Look At Your Game, Girl

 There'sa time for living
Time keepson flying
Think you'reloving baby
But allyour doing is crying

CHORUS:

Can youfeel
Are thosefeelings real
Look atyour game, girl
Look atyour game, girl

What a maddelusion
Livingin that confusion
Frustrationand doubt
Can youever live without the game

The sad,sad game
Mad game
Just tosay loves' not enough
If it can'tbe true
Oh, youcan tell those lies baby

but you're only fooling you

CHORUS

Can youfeel
I knowthose feelings ain't real
Then youbetter stop trying
Or you'regonna play crying
Stop trying
Or you'regonna play crying
Stop trying

That's thegame
Sad sadgame
Mad game
Sad game

(spoken)
Thanks,Chas
Jack