The Spaghetti Incident? lyrics

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

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

I don't know what to do
I'm gonna
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you
Fuck You, I said
I don't know what to do
I'm gonna
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you
Fuck You, I said
I don't know what to do
I'm gonna
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you, fuck you

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.

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.

"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

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

Drinkin' lemonade shanty
Ain't nobody here to do me harm

"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

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.

It's your new friend, you're really
Making a scene, and I've seen 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,

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

CHORUS:

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
If it can't be true

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, don't know why
These kind of things gotta be

I got a new rose, I got her 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

Dance to the beat of the living dead
You'll see baby, stay away from there.
Raw power is sure come a runnin' to you

If you're alone and you got the feel
So am I baby let's roll on out ta' here
Raw power is sure to come a- 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

I don't have plans and schemes,
And I don't have hopes and dreams.
I, I, 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 old misery,
And she's been here since then.

(spoken) Yeah, we're fucked !

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.