Guns N’ Roses – Street Of Dreams

All the love in the world
Couldn’t save you
All the innocence inside
You know I tried so hard to make you
Oh, to make you change your mind

And it hurts too much to see you
And how you left yourself behind
You know I wouldn’t want to be you
Now there’s a hell I can’t describe

So now I wander through my days
And try to find my ways
To the feelings that I felt
I saved for you and no one else
And though as long as this road seems
I know it’s called the street of dreams
But that’s not stardust on my feet
It leaves a taste that’s bittersweet
That’s called the blues

I don’t know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
Though it’s what you planned
This much is true
What I thought was beautiful
Don’t live inside of you
Anymore

I don’t know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
Though it’s what you planned
This much is true
What I thought was beautiful
Don’t live inside of you
Anymore

What this means to me
Is more than I know you believe
What I thought of you now
Has cost more that it should for me

What I thought was true before
Were lies I couldn’t see
What I thought was beautiful
Is only memories

Oh oh oh
What’d I tell you
Oh oh oh
That’s
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Inside of you

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Guns N’ Roses – Better

No one ever told me when I was alone
They just thought I’d know better, better
No one ever told me when I was alone
They just thought I’d know better, better

The hardest part this troubled heart
Has ever yet been through now
Was heal the scars that got their start
Inside someone like you now

For had I known or I’d been shown
Back when how long it’d take me
To break the charms that brought me harm
And all but wouls erase me

I never would or thought I could
No matter what you’d pay me
Replay the part, you stole my heart
I should have known you’re crazy

If all I knew was that with you
I’d want someone to save me
It’d be enough, but just my luck
I fell in love and maybe

All that I wanted was…

Now I know you better
You know I know better,
Now I know you better

So bittersweet this tragedy
Won’t ask for absolution
This melody inside of me
Still searches for solution

A twist of fate, a change of heart
Cures my infatuation
A broken heart provides the spark
For my determination

No one ever told me when I was alone
They just thought I’d know better, better
Ooh, no one ever told me when I was alone
They just thought I’d know better, better

All that I wanted was…

Now I know you better
You know I know better,
Now I know you better

(Guitar Solo)

I never wanted you to be so full of anger,
I never wanted you to be somebody else
I never wanted you to be someone afraid to know themselves
I only wanted you to see things for yourself

All that I wanted was…

Now I know you better
Now we all know better

All that I wanted was…

(Guitar Solo)

If I were you
I’d manage to avoid the invitation
Of promised love that can’t keep up
With your adoration

Just use your head and in the end
You’ll find your inspiration,
To choose your steps and won’t regret
This kind of aggravation

No one ever told me when I was alone
They just thought I’d know better, better
No one ever told me when I was alone
They just thought I’d know better, better

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Guns N’ Roses – Shackler’s Revenge

I’ve got a funny feeling
There’s something wrong today
I’ve got a funny feeling
And it won’t go away

I’ve got an itchy finger
And there’ll be Hell to pay
I’m gonna pull the trigger
And blow them all away

Don’t ever try to tell me
How much you care for me
Don’t ever try to tell me
How you were there for me

I don’t believe there’s a reason
(I don’t)
I don’t believe it

I don’t believe there’s a reason
(I should)
I don’t believe it

I’ve got a wicked demon
His hunger never fades
I’ve got an empty feeling
I won’t be home today

Don’t ever try to tell me
How much you care for me
Don’t ever try to tell me
How you were there for me

I don’t believe there’s a reason
(I don’t)
I don’t believe it

I don’t believe there’s a reason
(I should)
I don’t believe it

I don’t believe there’s a reason
(I don’t)
I don’t believe it

I don’t believe there’s a reason
(I should)
I don’t believe it

No one is stopping you from doing what you want to do
No one is stopping you now, stopping you now

I don’t believe there’s a reason
(I don’t)
I don’t believe it

I don’t believe there’s a reason
(I should)
I don’t believe it

I don’t believe there’s a reason
(I don’t)
I don’t believe it

I don’t believe there’s a reason
(I should)
I don’t believe it

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Guns N’ Roses – Chinese Democracy

It don’t really matter
Gonna find out for yourself
No, it don’t really matter
Gonna leave this thing to
somebody else

If they were missionaries
Real time visionaries
Sitting in a Chinese stew
To view my dis-infatu-ation

I know that I’m a classic case
Watch my disenchanted face
Blame it on a Falun Gong
They’ve seen the end and you can’t hold on, now

Cause it would take a lot more hate than you
To end the fascination
Even with an iron fist
More than you got to rule the nation
When all I’ve got is precious time

It don’t really matter
Guess I’ll keep it to myself
Said it don’t really matter
It’s time I look around for
Somebody else

‘Cause it would take a lot more time than you
Have got for masturbation
Even with your iron fist
More than you got to rule the nation
But all we got is precious time
More than you got to fool the nation
But all I got is precious time

It don’t really matter
I guess you’ll find out for yourself
No it don’t really matter
So you can hear it now from
Somebody else

You think you got it all locked up inside
And if you beat them enough they’ll die

It’s like a walk in the park from the cell
Now you’re keeping your own kind in hell
When your great wall rocks, blame yourself
When their arms reach out for your help

And you’re out of time

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Guns N’ Roses – Look At Your Game, Girl

Whenever
1,2,3,4

There’s a time for living
Time keeps on flying
Think you’re loving baby
But all your doing is crying

Can you feel
Are those feelings real
Look at your game, girl
Look at your game, girl

What a mad delusion
Living in that confusion
Frustration and doubt
Can you ever live without the game

The sad, sad game
Mad game
Just to say loves’ not enough
Even it can’t be true
Oh, you can tell those lies baby but you’re only fooling you

Can you feel
Are those feelings real
Look at your game, girl
Look at your game, girl

Even if you can feel
I know those feelings ain’t real
Then you better stop trying
Or you’re gonna play crying
Stop trying
Or you’re gonna play crying
Stop trying

That’s the game
Sad sad game
Mad game
Sad game

[spoken]
Thanks, Charles
Jack

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Guns N’ Roses – I Don’t Care About You

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!

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,

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,

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!

Uh, that hurt man
Alright
Perfect

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Guns N’ Roses – You Can’t Put Your Arms Around A Memory

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
„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.”

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Guns N’ Roses – Black Leather

Ooh,

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.

Ooh,

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.
Whoa, no, I can’t take it anymore.
Crack, crack I’m feeling so sore,
I never should asked for black leather.
Black leather. Ooh, black leather,
ow black leather.

And you can try to hide, but you won’t get far.
You can let her in, and you’ll start it 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.
Whoa, no, I can’t take it anymore.
Crack, crack I’m feeling so sore,
I never should asked for black leather.
Black leather. Ooh, black leather,
ow black leather.

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Guns N’ Roses – Attitude

Yeah!
Attitude, ‘tsa fuckin’ attitude,
I can’t believe what ya say to me,
You got some attitude

Inside your beat up 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 your beat up 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!

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Guns N’ Roses – Hair Of The Dog

Heart-breaker, soul-shaker
I’ve been told about you
Steam-roller, the midnight shoulder
What they been sayin’ must be true

Red hot mama
Oh that charmer
Time’s come to pay your dues

Now you’re messin’ with a A SON OF A…
Now you’re messin’ with a son of a bitch
Now you’re messin’ with a A SON OF A…
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

Red hot mama
Oh that charmer
Time’s come to pay your dues

Now you’re messin’ with a A SON OF A…
Now you’re messin’ with a son of a bitch
Now you’re messin’ with a A SON OF A…
Now you’re messin’ with a son of a bitch

[solo]

5x
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

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