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Civil War
(Slash / McKagan / Rose)
Special Thanks Niven / James
Drums: Steven Adler
Bass: Duff
Lead and Rhythm Guitars / Acoustic Guitar: Slash
Vocals: Axl
Piano: Dizzy Reed
Background Vocals: Duff, Dizzy
*Strother Martin - from the film Cool Hand Luke
**Peruvian Guerilla General
"WHAT WE'VE GOT HERE IS FAILURE TO
COMMUNICATE.
SOME MEN YOU JUST CAN'T REACH...
SO, YOU GET WHAT WE HAD HERE LAST WEEK,
WHICH IS THE WAY HE WANTS IT!
WELL, HE GETS IT!
N' I DON'T LIKE IT ANY MORE THAN YOU MEN." *
(whistle)
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Ow, oh no, no, no, no, no
Look at the shoes you're filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil
wars
"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF
MAYORS AND
GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A
VACUUM
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM AS POPULAR WAR
ADVANTAGE
PEACE IS CLOSER" **
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no uh-oh-uh,
no uh-oh, uh no
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
No, no, no, no uh-oh-uh, no uh-oh, uh no
WHAZ SO CIVIL 'BOUT WAR ANYWAY?
(whistle)
* Strother Martin – from the film Cool Hand
Luke
** Peruvian Guerilla General
14 Years
(Stradlin / Rose)
Drums: Matt Sorum
Bass: Duff
Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Slash
Vocals / Rhythm Guitar: Izzy
Piano: Axl
Organ: Dizzy
Background Vocals: Axl
I try and feel the sunshine
You bring the rain
You try and hold me down
With your complains
You cry and moan and complain
You whine an tear
Up to my neck in sorrow
The touch you bring
You just don't step inside to
To 14 years
So hard to keep my own head
That's what I say
You know... I've been the beggar… I've
played the thief
I was the dog... they all tried to beat
But it's been
14 years of silence
It's been
14 years of pain
It's been
14 years that are gone forever
And I'll never have again
Your stupid girlfriends tell you
That I'm to blame
Well they're all used-up has-beens
Out of the game
This time I'll have the last word
You hear what I say
I tried to see it your way
It won't work today
You just don't step inside to
To 14 years
So hard to keep my own head
That's what I say
You know... I've been the dealer… hangin' on
your street
I was the dog... they all tried to beat
But it's been
14 years of silence
It's been
14 years of pain
It's been
14 years that are gone forever
And I'll never have again
Bullshit and contemplation
Gossip's their trade
If they knew half the real truth
What would they say
Well I'm past the point of concern
It's time to play
These last 4 years of madness
Sure put me straight
Don't get back 14 years
In just one day
So hard to keep my own head
Just go away
You know... just like a hooker she said
Nothin's for free
Oh I tried to see it your way
I tried to see it your way
Yesterdays
(Arkeen / James / Billy / Rose)
Drums: Matt
Bass: Duff
Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Slash
Rhythm Guitar: Izzy
Vocals, Piano: Axl
Organ: Dizzy
Yesterday
There was so many things
I was never told
Now that I'm startin' to learn
I feel I'm growing old
'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me
Old pictures that I'll always see
Time to spin the pages
In my book of memories
Prayers in my pocket
And no hand in destiny
I'll keep on movin' along
With no time to plant my feet
'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me
Old pictures that I'll always see
Some things could be better
If we'd all just let them be
Ooh yesterday's got nothin' for me
Yesterday's, Ooh got nothin' for me
Got nothin' for me, yeah
Yesterday
There was so many things
I was never shown
Suddenly this time I found
I'm on the streets and I'm all alone
Yesterday's got nothin' for me
Old pictures that I'll always see
I ain't got time to reminisce old novelties
Ooh yesterday's got nothin' for me
Yesterday's, Ooh got nothin' for me
Yesterday's got nothin' for me
Yesterday
Yesterday
Knockin' On Heaven's Door
(Bob Dylan)
Drums: Matt
Bass: Duff
Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Slash
Rhythm Guitar: Izzy
Vocals: Axl
Background Vocals: Axl, The Waters
* Josh Richman
Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Mama put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is comin' down
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
"YOU JUST BETTER START SNIFFIN' YOUR OWN
RANK SUBJUGATION
JACK 'CAUSE IT'S JUST YOU AGAINST YOUR
TATTERED LIBIDO, THE
BANK AND THE MORTICIAN, FOREVER MAN AND IT
WOULDN'T BE
LUCK IF YOU COULD GET OUT OF LIFE ALIVE"
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Get In The Ring
(Slash / McKagan / Rose)
Drums: Matt
Bass: Duff
Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Slash
Rhythm Guitar: Izzy
Piano: Dizzy
Vocals: Axl
Background Vocals: Duff
GUNS N' ROSES
GUNS N' ROSES
GUNS N' ROSES
Yeah!
C'mon!!
Why do you look at me when you hate me
Why should I look at you when you make me
hate you to
I sense a smell of retribution in the air
I don't even understand why the fuck you
even care
And I don't need your jealousy, yeah
Why drag me down in your misery, oh yeah
And when you stare don't you think I feel it
But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades
When I'm havin' fun ya know I can't conceal
it
'Cause I know you'd never cut it in my game
- Oh no
And when you're talkin' about a vasectomy -
Yeah
I'll be writin' down your obituary - HISTORY
You got your bitches with the silicone
injections
Crystal meth and yeast infections
Bleached blond hair
Collagen lip projections
Who are you to criticize my intentions
Got your subtle manipulative devices
Just like you I got my vices
I got a thought that would be nice
I'd like to crush your head tight in my vice
- PAIN!!
And that goes for all you punks in the
press
That want to start shit by printin' lies
instead of the things we said
That means you
Andy Secher at Hit Parader
Circus Magazine
Mick Wall at Kerrang
Bob Guccione Jr. at Spin,
What you pissed off cuz your dad gets more
pussy than you?
Fuck you
Suck my fuckin' dick
You be rippin' off the fuckin' kids
While they be payin' their hard earned money
to read about the bands
They want to know about
Printin' lies startin' controversy
You wanta antagonize me
Antagonize me motherfucker
Get in the ring motherfucker
And I'll kick your bitchy little ass
PUNK!!
I don't like you
I just hate you
I'm gonna kick your ass
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
You may not like our integrity, yeah
We built a world out of anarchy
Oh yeah!
AND IN THIS CORNER WEIGHING IN AT 850
POUNDS - GUNS N' ROSES !!
Get in the ring (x 16)
Yeah
Yeah this song is dedicated to all the
Guns n' fuckin' Roses fans
Who stuck with us through all the fucking
shit
And to all those opposed...
Hmm... well
Shotgun Blues
(Rose)
Drums: Matt
Bass: Duff
Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Slash
Vocals, Rhythm Guitar: Axl
Background Vocals: Izzy, Duff
I got the shotgun blues
Shotgun blues
I said I don't know what I did
But I know I gotta move
I got the shotgun blues
Shotgun blues
I can't wait here forever
I got too much here to lose
An now you're blowin' smoke
I think you're one big joke
Me... I gotta lot to learn
An I'm still waitin' for the heads to turn
You say I walk a line
Fuck they move it every time
You walk a mile in my shoes
And then you tell me 'bout singin' the blues
You get what you pay for
An freedom's real high priced
An while your rippin' off children
Somebody's fuckin' your wife
It's never made a difference
It's only how you survive
I got the shotgun blues
Shotgun blues
I said I don't know what I did
But I know I gotta move
I got the shotgun blues
Shotgun blues
I can't wait here forever
I got too much here to lose
An now you ask me why
I said it's do or die
I'll stick it right in your face
And then I'll put you in your motherfuckin'
place
And you... you can suck my ass
An I think it's so low class
Me... I'm just so concerned
I'm still waitin' for your ass to burn
Ooh you want a confrontation
I'll give you every fuckin' chance
With your verbal masturbation
Me... I just like to dance
How's that for provocation
I'm just makin' a stance
An I'm tired of the frustration
Of livin' inside of your lies
And I'm wired on indignation
I said somebody's got to die
Oooooh, yeah!
I got the shotgun blues
Shotgun blues
I said I don't know what I did
But I know I gotta move
I got the shotgun blues
Shotgun blues
I can't stay here forever
I got too much here to lose
I got the shotgun blues
Shotgun blues
Listen motherfucker
You're about to pay your dues
I got the shotgun blues
Shotgun blues
If you're goin' up against me
Then you know you're gonna lose
I know
I know (there's ways - that we - can find)
I know
I know
You think anyone with an I.Q. over 15
Would believe your shit... fuckhead
Nothin' but a fuckin' pussy
Breakdown
(Rose)
Drums: Matt
Bass: Duff
Lead and Rhythm Guitars / Banjo: Slash
Acoustic Guitar: Izzy
Vocals, Piano: Axl
* Cleavon Little - from the film Vanishing Point
- as recited by Axl
We all come in from the cold
We come down from the wire
An everybody warms themselves to a different
fire
When sometimes we get burned
You'd think sometime we'd learn
The one you love is the one
That should take you higher
You ain't got no one
You better go back out and find her
Just like children hidin' in a closet
Can't tell what's goin' on outside
Sometimes we're so far off the beaten track
We'll get taken for a ride
By a parlor trick or some words of wit
A hidden hand up a sleeve
To think the one you love could hurt you now
Is a little hard to believe
But everybody darlin' sometimes
Bites the hand that feeds
When I look around
Everybody always brings me down
Well is it them or me
Well I just can't see
But there ain't no peace to found
But if someone really cared
Well they'd take the time to spare
A moment to try and understand
Another one's despair
Remember in this game we call life
That no one said it's fair
BREAKDOWN
Let me hear it now
BREAKDOWN
let me hear it now
Yeah
BREAKDOWN
Let me hear it now
BREAKDOWN
Let me hear it now
Get down with yo' bad self
Alright
I've come to know the cold
I think of it as home
When there ain't enough of me
To go around
I'd rather be left alone
But if I call you out of habit
I'm out of love and I gotta have it
Would you give it to me
If I fit you needs
Like when we both knew we had it
But now the damage's done
And we're back out on the run
Funny how ev'rything was ROSES
When we held on to the GUNS
Just because you're winnin'
Don't mean you're the lucky one
BREAKDOWN
Let me hear it now
BREAKDOWN
Yeah
BREAKDOWN
BREAKDOWN
Let me hear it now
"There goes the challenger being chased
By the blue blue meanies on wheels
The vicious traffic squad cars are
After our lone driver
The last American hero
The-the electric sintar
The demi-god
The super driver of the golden west!
Two nasty Nazi cars are close behind
The beautiful lone driver
The police cars are getting closer-closer...
Closer to our soul hero in his soul mobile -
Yeah baby!
They about to strike
They gonna get him, SMASH! RAPE!
The last beautiful free soul on this planet
But... it is writen if the Evil Spirit
Arms the Tiger with claws
Brahman provided wings for the Dove
Thus spake the Super Guru
DID YOU HEAR THAT?
Pretty Tied Up
(Stradlin)
Drums: Matt
Bass: Duff
Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Slash
Rhythm Guitar / Coral Sitar: Izzy
Piano: Dizzy
Vocals: Axl
THE PERILS OF ROCK N` ROLL DECADENCE
I know this chick she lives down on
Melrose
She ain't satisfied without some pain
Friday night is goin' up inside her... again
Well crack the whip
'Cause that bitch is just insane
I'm serious
She's pretty tied up
Hangin' upside down
She's pretty tied up
An you can ride her
She's pretty tied up
Hangin' upside down
I can't tell you she's the right one
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Once there was this rock n' roll band rollin'
on the streets
Time went by and it became a joke
We just needed more and more fulfilling -
Uh-huh
Time went by and it all went up in smoke
But check it out
She's pretty tied up
Hangin' upside down
She's pretty tied up
An you can ride her
She's pretty tied up
Hangin' upside down
Ohh I can't tell you she's the right one
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Once you made that money it costs more now
It might cost a lot more than you'd think
I just found a million dollars
That someone forgot
It's days like this that push me o'er the
brinks
Cool and stressing
(pronounced: Kool ranch dres'ing)
She's pretty tied up
Hangin' upside down
She's pretty tied up
An you can ride her
She's pretty tied up
Hangin' upside down
And I can't tell you she's the right one
Oh she's the right one...
Locomotive
(Slash / Rose)
Drums: Matt
Bass: Duff
Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Slash
Piano: Dizzy
Percussion: Matt, Duff
Vocals: Axl
Gonna find a way to cure this loneliness
Yeah I'll find a way to cure the pain
If I said that you're my friend
And our love would never end
How long before I had your trust again
I opened up the doors when it was cold
outside
Hopin' that you'd find your own way in
But how can I protect you
Or try not to neglect you
When you won't take the love I have to give
I bought me an illusion
An I put it on the wall
I let it fill my head with dreams
And I had to have them all
But oh the taste is never so sweet
As what you'd believe it is
Well I guess it never is
It's these prejudiced illusions
That pump the blood
To the heart of the biz
You know I never thought that it could
take so long
You know I never knew how to be strong
Yeah, I let you shape me
But I feel as though you raped me
'Cause you climbed inside my world
And in my songs
So now I've closed the door
To keep the cold outside
Seems somehow I've found the will to live
But how can I forget you
Or try not to reject you
When we both know it takes time to forgive
Sweetness is a virtue
And you lost your virtue long ago
You know I'd like to hurt you
But my conscience always tells me no
You could sell your body on the street
To anyone who looks like me
Who'd love to try and get inside
And bust your innocence open wide
'Cause my baby's got a locomotive
My baby's gone off the track
My baby's got a locomotive
Got ta peel the bitch off my back
I know it looks like I'm insane
Take a closer look I'm not to blame
No!
Gonna have some fun with my frustration
Gonna watch the big screen in my head
I'd rather take a detour
'Cause this road ain't gettin' clearer
Your train of thought has cut me off again
Better tame that boy 'cause he's a wild one
Better tame that boy for he's a man
Sweetheart don't make me laugh
You's gettin' too big for your pants
And I's think maybe you should
Cut out while you can
You can use you illusion
Let it take you where it may
We live and learn
And then sometimes it's best to walk away
Me I'm just here hangin' on
It's my only place to stay at least
For now anyway
I've worked too hard for my illusions
Just to throw them all away
I'm taking time for quiet consolation
In passing by this love that's passed away
I know it's never easy
So why should you believe me
When I've always got so many things to say
Calling off the dogs a simple choice is made
'Cause playful hearts
Can sometimes be enraged
You know I tried to wake you
I mean how long could it take you
To open up your eyes and turn the page
Kindness is a treasure
And it's one towards me you've seldom shown
So I'll say it for good measure
To all the ones like you I've known
Ya know I'd like to shave your head
And all my friends could paint it red
'Cause love to me's a two way street
An all I really want is peace
But my baby's got a locomotive
My baby's gone off the track
My baby's got a locomotive
Got ta peel the bitch off my back
I know it looks like I'm insane
Take a closer look I'm not to blame
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