Don't you don't you want to thrill me
Don't you be afraid to tell me
Tell me if you think it's ugly
But now don't you want to touch it anyway
I've been looking for a reject
And you ain't had nothing like me yet
Don't you think it's time for motion
I can take what you've been pushin'
Hey I know what to do
I'm gonna
fuck
fuck
fuck
fuck you
Fuck You
Yea I know what to do
I'm gonna
fuck
fuck
fuck
fuck you
Fuck You
I'm gonna
I'm the beast and you're the master
You're the meat of the matter
I'm no fool for discretion
When it's on the tip of my tongue
Don't you don't you want to thrill me
Don't you be afraid to tell me
Tell me if you think it's ugly
But now don't you want to touch it anyway
Hey I know what to do
I'm gonna
fuck
fuck
fuck
fuck you
Fuck You
Yea I know what to do
I'm gonna
fuck
fuck
fuck
fuck you
FUCK YOU
Hair of the Dog
(Dan McCafferty/Pet Agnew/Manuel Charlton/Darell Sweet)
Bienstock Publishin Co. ASCAP
Orignally Recorded by Narazeth - 1975
Vocals W. Axl Rose
Lead & Rhythm Guitars Slash
Rhythum Guitar Gilby Clarke
Bass Duff McKagan
Drums Matt Sorum
___
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 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:
LEAD
CHORUS: (4 times)
Attitude
(Glenn Danzig) Evilive Music ASCAP
Originally Recorded By The Misfits - 1980
Vocals Duff McKagan
Lead & Rhythm Guitars Slash
Rhythm Guitar Gilby Clarke
Bass Duff McKagan
Drums Matt Sorum
Background Vocals Slash & Matt Sorum
___
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
[The lyrics aren't 100% accurrate. Its very easy to figure out the words
because it's so repetive. On some live versions of this song, Duff sings the
lyrics different on different shows.]
I Don't Care About You
(Lee Ving) Range War Music adm. by BUG Music Group BMI
Originally Recorded by Fear - 1982
Vocals W. Axl Rose
Lead & Rhythm Guitars Slash
Rhythm Guitars Gilby Clarke
Bass Duff McKagan
Drums Matt Sorum
Background Vocals Slash, Rikki Rachtman,
S.C. Bailey, Blake
Stanton, Eric Mills
---
Yeah!
I'm from south Philadelphia
I'm from ????
I've seen empty hands ????
????

I Don't Care About You
Fuck you!
I Don't Care About You
Fuck you!
I seen Hollywood Boulevard
??? Hotel
And I spent the night in jail
At the Wilkins Hotel

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 ????

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 leg crawl down ??? street
Trying to God to get something to eat

Fuck you!

Uh, that hurt man
Alright
Perfect
Look At Your Game, Girl
Originally Recorded.....[ I think you all know the story on this one, so lets
leave it uncredited since GNR wanted it that way. ]
Vocals: W. Axl Rose
Acoustic Guitar: W. Axl Rose
whenever
1,2,3,4
This is time for livin'
Time keeps on plyin'
Think your lovin' baby
And all you do is cryin'
Can you feel all those feelin' dreams?
Look at your game girl
Look at your games girl
What a mad inclusion livin' in that confusion
Frustration and down
Can you ever live without a game
Sad, sad game, mad game
Just to say love is not enough it even can't be true
All you can those lies baby but it's only foolin' you
Can you feel all those feelin' dreams?
Look at your game girl
Go on look at your game girl
And if you can't feel all those feelings in real
Then you better stop tryin'
All you gone play cryin'
Stop tryin'
All you gone play cryin'
Stop tryin'
That's the game
Sad, sad game
Mad game
Sad game
Oh
Thanks Charles

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