The Spaghetti Incident

Spoken: 'Give me a little bit volume on this.'

You're a heart-breakin' soul shaker,
Well, I've been told about you
I've seen y'on the midnight show girl,
A-what they've been sayin' must be true

Red hot mama,
There'll be trouble,
I say time's gonna pay your dues

Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch

Talkin' jive and poison ivy
You ain't gonna cling to me
Man take a bold thinker
I ain't so blind I can't see

Red hot mama
There'll be trouble
Time's gonna pay your dues.

Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch

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.

Spoken: 'See my soul'

Sire, Sire,
you're just a sexual goddess
you're just a sexual goddess
Be my brain in,
Oh, in the rain

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

I don't know what to do
I'm gonna
funk, funk, funk, funk you
funk You, I said
I don't know what to do
I'm gonna
funk, funk, funk, funk you
funk You, I said
I don't know what to do
I'm gonna
Funk, funk, funk, funk You, funk You

Yeah!
Attitude, 'tsa fuckin' attitude,
I can't believe what ya say to me,
You 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 got's a fuckin' attitude.
Attitude is what you got's a fuckin' attitude.

Yeah, right.

Inside that bitter brain,
There's gotta be a whore
If you don't shut your mouth
You're gonna feel a mother fuckin' -- guitar

Attitude, 'tsa fuckin' attitude,
I can't believe what ya say to me,
You got some attitude

Oh attitude, 'tsa fuckin' attitude.
And I don't believe what ya say to me,
'tsa fuckin' attitude.

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

One, two, three four
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
And what you need is a plastic doll with a fresh coat of paint
Who's gonna sit through all the madness always, act so quaint,
I said - a. Oh yeah, well - a.


Verse 2:
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

Chorus 2:
They're never really
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.

Verse 3:
Then 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

Verse 4:
And if I've got to dream, don't you know it's 'cause
I'm a human being, and well if
It's a bit obscene, don't you know it's 'cause
I'm a human being

Chorus 3:
I don't gotta walk around 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.

Verse 5:
Won't you give me a little sip why won'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

Chorus 4:
Could you blow it all, on a
Million dollar bet, because you're
Liable to lose it on a
Best lovin' you've had yet, oh baby baby, oh yeah.

Verse 6:
As Verse 3.

Verse 7:
As Verse 4.

Chorus 5:
As Chorus 3.

Verse 8:
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

Verse 9:
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
Funny little thing that I see, but I can

Chorus 6:
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.

Verse 10:
As Verse 3.

Verse 11:
As Verse 4.

Chorus 7:
As Chorus 3.

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

It's such fun, Good fun, Such fun, such fun, Aah such fun,
such fun, fun Aah, yeah, fun, just fun, such...

Ain't it fun when you take care of number one
Oh 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, ah.

Well, so good to me, they spit right in my face,
and I didn't even feel it, it was such a disgrace.
I punched my fist right through the glass,
and I didn't even feel it, it happened so fast,
such fun, such fun, such fun,
Ah such fun, such fun, such fun,
Ah such fun

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 a bum
Well, ain't it fun when you've broken up every band you've ever begun
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young

It's such fun
Such fun

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, I am,
Beat my head against a pole
Try to knock some sense, down 'side my bones.
And even though it don't show,
Those guys are 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 basket case.
And you got no name.
Could you live with me?
Go on and say.
And even though it don't show
Those guys are 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

Spoken: 'Johnny you're me
Yeah, you're memory
I wanna put my arms around your memory
I can't try.. I can't try, don't try.'

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]

Verse 1:
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.

I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!

Verse 2:
I've seen Hollywood Boulevard
Welfare hotel
I spent the night in jail
In the Wilcox Hotel

I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,

Verse 3:
I've seen an old man have a heart attack in Manhattan
Well he died while we just stood there lookin' at him
Ain't he cute?

I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,

Verse 4:
I seen mad rollin' drunks
I seen bodies in the street
I saw a man who was sleepin' in his own puke
And a man with no legs crawlin' down
Fifth Street tryin' just to get somethin' to eat.

I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you

Fuck you!

[Spoken]
Uh, that hurt man
Alright
Perfect