Anxious Disease[West Arkeen]
Lead & Backing Vocals: Mike Shotton
Backing Vocals: Axl Rose, Mike Shotton, & George Baishe
Lead, Rhythm & Acoustic Guitars: West Arkeen
Lead Guitars: Slash
Bass: Jamie Hunting
Keyboards: Gregg Buchwalter
Drums: Abe Laboriel
Lean my head outside my bedroom window
In solitude the dark recedes
I hear a scream outside my neighborhood
Could be mistaken for a dream
Trees cover shadowed darkened ground
That cast a cover for these broken crowds
Its only Friday in my neighborhood
That gets you ready for the bitter truth
I cop a plea like an anxious disease
I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
I cop a plea like an anxious disease
I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
I became numb when I fractured my pride
Sweet Sally she became my one place to hide
Sedated party on my carousel
That gets you ready for your own private hell
I cop a plea like an anxious disease
I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
I cop a plea like an anxious disease
I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
I used to think I believed in myself
Everything fit into place
But the fortunes of your life rests on your mental health
And not the money - no, it's not the money
Not the money - no, it's not the money
People package all kinds of love
It's a joke that ain't so funny
I made my hell with no help from above
And lots of money
Ya, just lots of money
Lots of money
Ya, just lots of money [alright]
It's hard to trust life when it's packed so full of lies
And everyone is a brand new surprise
They take, and take, and take
And never give it back
Always keep me looking behind my back
I cop a plea like an anxious disease
I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
I cop a plea like an anxious disease
I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
Anxious disease - war on these streets
Originally recorded by Queen - 1975
Performed by Axl with Elton John & Queen at the Freddie Mercury Tribute, 4.20.92. Axl's vocals in BOLD.
Is this the real life
Mama just killed a man
Too late, my time has come
I see a little silhouetto of a man
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
Nothing really matters
Originally recorded by The Beatles - 1969
Axl performed this song with Bruce Springsteen in 1994 at the Rock N' Roll Hall Of Fame Induction Ceremony. Axl's vocals in BOLD.
Here come old flat top
He wear no shoeshine, He got toe jam football
He bag production, he got walrus gumboot
He roller coaster, he got early warning
Come together right now over me
Originally recorded by The Rolling Stones - 1971
Pianos & Vocals: Axl
Well, when you're sitting there
Take me down little Susie, take me down
Well, you're sitting back
Take me down little Susie, take me down
Take me down little Susie, take me down
Originally recorded by Michael Monroe - 1989
Axl sang backing vocals on this song with Mike Monroe in Hollywood, CA, 12.12.89. He does not appear on the studio recording of this song.
When I was a kid all I wanted to be
I don't really mind
Dead, Jail or Rock N' Roll
I ain't looking for trouble but it's looking for me
In death I might find
Dead, Jail or Rock N' Roll
I don't really mind
Dead, Jail or Rock N' Roll
Originally recorded by Tom Petty - 1989
Performed live by Axl & Tom Petty at the 1989 MTV Music Awards and also at Syracuse, NY, 8.26.89. Axl's vocals in BOLD.
She's a good girl, loves her mama
It's a long day livin' in Reseda
And I'm free, I'm free fallin'
All the vampires walking through the valley
And I'm free, I'm free fallin'
I wanna glide down over Mulholland
And I'm free, I'm free fallin'
Originally recorded by Elvis Presley - 1950's
Performed live by Axl & Tom Petty at the 1989 MTV Music Awards.
Since my baby left me I've found a new place to dwell
And though it's always crowded, you still can find some room
Well the bell hop's tears keep flowing, the desk clerk's dressed in black
So if your baby leaves, you've got a tale to tell
Aw Yeah!
Axl sings most lines of this song, it appears on Steve Jones' album "Fire & Gasoline."
I don't mind the things you say
I did u no wrong
I ain't seen you off the screen
Can't you see I'm out of my head
Goin' out of my head
Axl sings backing vocals on this Don Henley song which appears on his album The End Of The Innocence.
Woke up with a heavy head
Too many tire tracks in the sands of time
Yeah, I'm gonna tear it up
I'm brave enough to be crazy
Well, c'mon over here baby
Yeah, we're gonna tear it up
Turn this thing around
Well, don't you ever get lonely?
I ain't no tiger
Yeah I'm gonna tear it up
Originally Recorded by The Rolling Stones - 1968
Performed by Axl & Izzy with The Rolling Stones in Atlantic City on 12.19.89. Axl's vocals in BOLD.
Lets drink to the hard working people
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
And when I search a faceless crowd
Raise your glass to the hard working people
Spare a thought for the stay at home voter
And when I search a faceless crowd
Lets drink to the hard working people
Lets drink to the hard working people
Originally Recorded by Alice Cooper - 1971
Performed by Axl, Slash & Izzy with Alice Cooper on the Decline of Western Civilization II Soundtrack. Also performed live by Axl, Slash & Izzy with Alice Cooper in Long Beach, CA, 2.26.88.
Vocals: Axl, Alice Cooper
The telephone is ringing
'Cause when you call me on the telephone
The telephone is ringing
The telephone is ringing
We're gonna drive down to LA
Originally recorded by Queen - 1977
Performed by Axl with Queen at the Freddie Mercury Tribute Concert, 4.20.92.
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
"We will we will rock you"
Buddy you're a young man hard man
"We will we will rock you"
Buddy you're an old man poor man
"We will we will rock you"
Anxious disease - war on these streets
Bohemian Rhapsody
[Brian May]
Is this just fantasy
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me
To me
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Scaramouche, scaramouche will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me
Galileo Galileo
Galileo Galileo
Galileo figaro-Magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go
Bismillah! No-,we will not let you go-let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go-let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby-Can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows....
Come Together
[Lennon | McCartney]
He come groovin' up slowly
He got joo joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker
He just do what he please
He got monkey finger, He shoot coca-cola
He say I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together right now over me
He got one sideboard, he one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair, you can feel his disease
Come together right now over me
He got muddy water, he one mojo filter
He say one and one and one is three
Got to be good lookin', 'cause he's so hard to see
Come together
Come together
Come together
Come together
Come together
Dead Flowers
[Jagger | Richards]
Guitars & Vocals: Gilby
Lead Guitar: Waddy Wachtel
Bass: Will Effertz
Drums & Percussion: Rob Affuso
In your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folks that you know
Well I hope you won't see me
In my ragged company
You know I could never be alone
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
In your pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I'll be in my basement room
With a needle and a spoon
And another whore can take my pain away
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the US mail
Say it with dead flowers at my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Dead, Jail Or Rock N' Roll
[Michael Monroe | Little Steven | Nasty Suicide]
Was the meanest dude on the meanest machine
Now I'm going the wrong way on a one-way street
I never fit this society
Doing my own time
The three choices I ever came to find
Were:
The law of the jungle is protecting me
Lose sleep man stay out of your bed
You might wind up in jail if you lose your head
True piece of mind
But while I'm alive
Free choice is mine
It's either:
Doing my own time
The three choices I ever came to find
Were always:
Free Fallin'
[Tom Petty | Jeff Lynne]
Loves Jesus and America too
She's a good girl, crazy 'bout Elvis
Loves horses and her boyfriend too
There's a free-way runnin' through the yard
And I'm a bad boy, cause I don't even miss her
I'm a bad boy for breakin' her heart
Move west down Ventura Boulevard
And all the bad boys are standing in the shadows
All the good girls are home with broken hearts
I wanna write her name in the sky
I wanna free fall out into nothin'
Gonna leave this world for awhile
Heartbreak Hotel
[Elvis Presley]
Down at the end of Lonely Street at Heartbreak Hotel
I'm so lonely, I'm so lonely
I'm so fuckin' lonely I could die
Where broken hearted lovers do cry away their gloom
And be so lonely, oh so lonely
Oh so lonely they could die
They been so long on Lonely Street they're never ever comin' back
And you know that they're so lonely, oh they're so lonely
They're so fuckin' lonely they wanna die
Just take a walk down Lonely Street to the Heartbreak Hotel
Where you'll be lonely and I'll be lonely
You'll be so lonely that you wanna die (one more time)
Don't let me cry
Don't let me cry
You can do whatever you want tonight, but don't say goodbye
Don't let me cry
Don't say goodbye
Don't let me cry
Don't let me cry
I Did U No Wrong
[Jones | Rotten | Cook | Matlock]
Don't even mind goin' out of my way
I try and do these things for you
Why should I do it our love is untrue
Baby goin' out of my head
But all those films are in my dreams
I can't seen to take much more of you
The fog is no place to see your face
Can't you see I'm a little bit insane
Can't you see I'm out of my head
Can't you see I'm just looney again
Goin' out of my head
Goin' out of my head
Goin' out of my head
I Will Not Go Quietly
[Henley | Kortchmar]
And I thought about leavin' town
I could have died if I wanted to--
Slipped over the edge and drowned
But, oh no baby, I won't give up so easy
Too many love affairs that stop on a dime
I think it's time to make some changes 'round her
Gonna trash it up
I'm gonna round it up
Gonna shake it up
Oh no baby, I will not lie down
I'm strong enough to be weak
I see all these heroes with feet of clay
Whose mighty ships have sprung a leak
And I want you to tell me darlin'
Just what do you believe in now?
You 'bout to gimme a heart attack
I wanna wrap my lovin' arms
Around the small of your back
Yeah, and I'm gonna pull you, pull you, pull you
Pull you right up close to me
We gonna trash it up
Gonna round it up
Gonna shake it up
Oh, no no no, I will not lie down
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not lie down
Don't you ever get down?
Don't you ever get tired
Of all the wicked tongues in this town?
Oh baby, I just wanna take you away from here
I ain't no little lamb
Suppose you tell me mama
Who do you think I think I am?
And oooh baby, don't you give a damn?
Gonna trash it up
Gonna round it up
Gonna shake it up
Oh baby I will not lie down
Turn this thing around
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not lie down
Salt Of The Earth
[Jagger | Richards]
Lets drink to the lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Lets drink to the salt of the earth
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and who still till the earth
A swirling mass of gray and black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact, they look so strange
Lets drink to the uncounted heads
Lets think of the wandering millions
Who need leaders but get gamblers instead
His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio
A swirling mass of gray and black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact, they look so strange
Lets think of the lowly of birth
Spare a thought for the rag taggy people
Sets drink to the salt of the earth
Lets drink to the salt of the earth
Lets think of the two thousand million
Lets think of the humble of birth
Under My Wheels
[Alice Cooper]
Lead Guitar: Slash
Rhythm Guitar: Izzy
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
Anticipating fun
I'm driving right up to you, babe
I guess that you couldn't see, yeah yeah
But you under my wheels
Why don't you let me be
Saying take me to the show
And then I say, honey, I just can't go
Old lady sends me packing leaving home
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
Yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels
Yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
Anticipating fun
I'm driving right up to you, babe
I guess you that couldn't see, yeah yeah
But you was under my wheels, honey
Why don't you let me be, yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
Yeah yeah
We're gonna watch the young girls play
Because I want you
Because he wants you
We Will Rock You
[Brian May]
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
Singin'
"We will we will rock you"
Shoutin' in the street gonna take on the world some day
You got blood on yo' face
You big disgrace
Wavin' your banner all over the place
Singin'
"We will we will rock you"
Pleadin' with your eyes gonna make you some peace some day
You got mud on your face
You big disgrace
Somebody better put you back into your place
Singin'
"We will we will rock you"
Everybody
"We will we will rock you"
"We will we will rock you"
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