"The spaghetti incident?"

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!

[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]

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

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 

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 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

Colour 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]

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 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 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

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 

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]

[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 ????? [original was "Oh that charmer"]

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]

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!

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)

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 gone

Big deal, I'm still alone



Feel so restless, I am

Beat my head against a pole

Try to knock some sense

Down in my bones



And even though I 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 I 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

Yeah! 





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