Guns N' Roses to Tour the U.S. This Fall

 

 

Axl Rose in February 2011 (Photo: Paul Warner/WireImage)



Guns N' Roses have announced a U.S. tour that will take them through the South and into the Midwest beginning October 28 in Orlando, with more stops still to be confirmed. Check out the tour dates below.

Three years after the release of Chinese Democracy, Axl Rose and Co. have mostly been playing shows abroad -- barring the occasional one-off U.S. appearance. According to the group, they played 61 concerts in more than 30 countries last year, performing to a total of more than 1 million fans across South America, Canada, Europe, and Southeast Asia.

GNR's current lineup consists of Rose, bassist Tommy Stinson (of the Replacements), drummer Frank Ferrer (of Psychedelic Furs offshoot Love Spit Love), keyboardist Chris Pitman, and three guitarists: DJ Ashba, Richard Fortus, and Ron "Bumblefoot" Thal.

Stinson talked to SPIN recently about the differences between touring with indie bands and hard-rock bands. "Back in the day we were all young and imbibing, getting our cocktail on," he said. "Like with R.E.M. and X, we got hammered with those guys pretty good. But with Guns, I've played with Metallica. Lars Ulrich vomiting in your dressing room, that's pretty nasty. Him taking one shot more than he should have, then having Sebastian Bach singing, 'Exit Lars! Exit Laaaaars!' as his assistant is carrying him out of the building."
Guns n' Roses  Tour Dates:
10/28, Orlando, FL (Anway Center Arena)
10/29, Miami, FL (American Airlines Arena)
10/31, Greenville, SC (Bi-Lo Center Arena)
11/2, Atlanta, GA (Phillips Arena)
TBA, Houston, TX (TBA)
11/5, Dallas, TX (Gexa Energy Pavilion)
TBA, Omaha, NE (TBA)
TBA, Tulsa, OK (TBA)
11/12, Kansas City, MO (Sprint Center Arena)
11/13 Minneapolis, MN (Target Center Arena)
TBA, Chicago, IL (All State Arena)
TBA, East Rutherford, NJ (TBA)
TBA, Hartford, CT (TBA)
TBA, Wilkes-Barre, PA (TBA)
TBA, Worcester, MA (TBA)
TBA, Cameden, NJ (TBA)
TBA, Detroit, MI (TBA)
TBA, Cincinnati, OH (TBA)
TBA, Nashville, TN (TBA)
TBA, Indianapolis, IN (TBA)
TBA, Denver, CO (TBA)

Guns N' Roses 'Chinese Democracy'

The endless wait is over.

Spin Rating6 of 10

[Editor's note, Nov. 17, 2008: This review appeared in our April 2006 issue as an April Fools joke. Now, 'Chinese Democracy,' Guns n' Roses' decade-in-the-making opus, is finally here. Seriously. And SPIN.com's on top of it. Click here to read our actual review of the new album, as well as the first single!]

It's been a long time since Guns n' Roses have released an album of new material. Everybody knows this, but it's a fact that bears repeating. If you purchased a kitten on the day that Use Your Illusion I & II arrived in stores, it's probably dead by now. As a consequence, there has been a great deal of pressure on Axl Rose to deliver a record that would validate a 15-year, $13 million wait. There is really only one way for Chinese Democracy to avoid utter and absolute failure: It needs to be the greatest rock album ever made.

Chinese Democracy is not the greatest rock album ever made.

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New Guns N Roses Song: Pretty Good!

 

I just can't express how much I hate this logo
 
The last time a few Guns N Roses tracks leaked, I had this to say: "Take a minute and picture yourself walking into Tower or whatever and seeing Chinese Democracy staring back at you on the new-release rack ... I just can't visualize it ever happening." That was almost exactly a year ago today, and as it turns out, I was right. Tower Records has now gone through the last of its death throes, and we aren't really any closer to seeing a final retail version of Chinese Democracy, the new GNR album that's been in the works for well over a decade. We'll never, ever walk into Tower Records and see an actual CD copy of the album; the store no longer exists. The retail market for CDs is disappearing at such a frantic clip and maybe we'll never see a copy of the album in the Virgin Megastore or Best Buy either. By the time Axl Rose deems Chinese Democracy fit for release, maybe we'll only be able to buy it in ringtone form. Maybe all human life will be scorched from the surface of the planet and Axl will have to sell the album to roaches since they'll be the only living things left to hear the thing. Or maybe not. Since those unpromising Chinese Democracy demos leaked, the band now calling itself Guns N Roses managed to complete a well-received arena tour, and Axl is yet again attempting to assure us that the album will definitely-absolutely see release in the next few months. I'll believe that when I see it, but yesterday Idolator gave us maybe the most encouraging glimpse yet of the form the album may take: an mp3 of "Better," a new song that actually seems to be finished. (The mp3 has since been taken off the site, but you can still stream it.) And here's some cause for celebration: "Better" is a pretty good Guns N Roses song. I sure didn't see this coming.
The song starts out pretty dubiously: a screechy filtered guitars with Axl singing in a horrible little falsetto and pseudo-industrial drum machines clanking away underneath. After a few seconds, though, it suddenly surges up into a satisfyingly melodic guitar-crunch, and Axl lets his voice settle into its usual scratchy, vaguely feminine whine, which, miraculously enough, hasn't deteriorated much in the past twenty years. Like all the songs that leaked a year ago, "Better" is a breakup song, and on the pre-chorus, Axl dips into a low, self-pitying moan, where things threaten to get a bit emo. (Actually, now that I think about it, Axl might be a great unsung influence on the vocalists from half the MySpace emo bands currently cluttering up Fuse.) That only lasts for a line or so, though: when the chorus rips into a vaguely funky stomp, Axl lets his still-formidable sneer burst through undiluted, all the stronger for its absence up until now: "Now I know you better / You know I know better." There's a lot going on in the mix: wheedly guitars and gurgly synths, everything layered up into a precarious pile. But all those multitracked elements are there to serve the song's basic groove, which is a neat little update on the classic-rock swagger that Axl has always known how to find. One of Guns N Roses' secret weapons has always been the band's ability to take subtle shards of disco or synthpop and subsume them into its sound so completely that dance-phobic rock fans have barely even noticed; think the synth-pings of "Welcome to the Jungle" or the insistent locomotive growl of "Rocket Queen." The blurting keyboards on "Better" fit that lineage nicely; they could've been swiped from some recent Parisian rock-techno track. I'm not quite as sold on the song as John Darnielle is; I really hate that intro, and a lot of Axl's lyrics are pretty awkward: "So bittersweet this tragedy, won't ask for absolution / This melody inside of me still searches for solution." Still, it's a nice little surprise; I'd gotten to the point where I wasn't expecting anything from Chinese Democracy, and here we suddenly have the best Guns N Roses song since 1991.
There's always a veneer of whispered rumor around any rumblings related to Chinese Democracy; apparently, an earlier version of "Better" was making the internet rounds a few years ago. But the song is new to me, and I'm just dumb enough to take it as a sign that Chinese Democracy might not be the cluserfuck travesty I've long expected. At this point, it'll be near-impossible to hear Chinese Democracy, if it ever comes out, as actual music, since the event-buzz surrounding it has been so deafening for damn near half of my life. But I've been listening to "Better" on repeat all afternoon, and I haven't tired of it yet. Those demos that leaked last year were so misshapen and cluttered that I could barely make out actual songs under all those whizjets. The production on "Better" is just as excessive, but the song underneath it all is strong enough to shine through everything, and most of the track's elements actually strengthen the song's impact rather than diminishing it. So Axl has gone and gotten me excited again. I'm such an idiot.

GUNS N' ROSES TRIBUTE

Paying Tribute to the Greatest Rock Band in History...
The Australian GNR Show is ready to get in the ring and give you a night of
Heart Stopping Rock, fuelled by Adrenalin and Attitude.

Our set list draws from albums, Appetite for Destruction through to Use Your Illusion 1 and 2.

Our onstage performance is more than just playing a few gunners songs, these guys never stood still... so neither do we!

For the most authentic Guns n’ Roses Gig you're likely to ever see,
don’t look past the Australian GNR Show… More than just another cover band!

Sydney - Central Coast - Newcastle

NSW PREMIER GUNS N ROSES TRIBUTE BAND

"The Spaghetti Incident?"(1993)

 "The Spaghetti Incident?"(1993)  
Since I Don't Have You  (4:20)
New Rose (2:38)
Down On The Farm (3:29)
Human Being (6:48)
Raw Power (3:12)
Ain't It Fun (5:06)
Buick Makane (2:39)
Hair Of The Dog (3:55)
Attitude (1:27)
Black Leather (4:09)
You Can't Put You Arms Around A Memory  (3:35)
I Don't Care About You  (2:05)
Look At Your Game, Girl  (2:24)
 Since I Don't Have You
     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 ol' misery
     And she's been here since then
     (spoken)
     Yeah, we're fucked!
     I don't have love to share
     And I don't have one who cares
     I don't have anything
     Since Idon't have you
     You, you,you, oh, oh!
     You, you,you, oh, oh!
     You, you,you, oh, oh!
     You, you,you, oh, oh!
     You, you,you, oh yeah!
 

Use Your Illusion 2 (1991)

  Use Your Illusion 1 (1991)    


Civil War (7:42)
14 Years (4:21)
Yesterdays (3:17)
Knockin' On Heaven's Door (5:36)
Get In The Ring (5:41)
Shotgun Blues (3:23)
Breakdown (7:04)
Pretty Tied Up (4:48)
Locomotive (8:42)
So Fine (4:07)
Estranged (9:24)
You Could Be Mine (5:43)
Don't Cry (ALT.LYRICS)  (4:45)
My World (1:24)  

Civil War
     "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
     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
     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
     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
 

Use Your Illusion 1 (1991)

   Right Next Door To Hell (3:03)
Dust N' Bones (4:58)
Live And Let Die (3:04)
Don't Cry (ORIGINAL) (4:45)
Perfect Crime (2:23)
You Ain't The First (2:37)
Bad Obsession (5:28)
Back Off Bitch(5:03)
Double Talkin' Jive (3:24)
November Rain (8:58)
The Garden (5:22)
Garden Of Eden (2:41)
Don't Damn Me (5:19)
Bad Apples (4:28)
Dead Horse (4:18)
Coma (10:14)
 

Right Next Door To Hell
     I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix
     Jesus don't ya git tired of turnin' tricks
     But when your innocence dies
     You'll find the blues
     Seems all our heroes were born to lose
     Just walkin' through time
     You believe this heat
     Another empty house another dead end street
     Gonna rest my bones an sit for a spell
     This side of heaven this close to hell
     Right next door to hell
     Why don't you write a letter to me
     I said I'm right next door to hell
     An so many eyes are on me
     Right next door to hell
     I got nowhere else to be
     Right next door to hell
     Feels like the walls are closing in on me
     My mama never really said much to me
     She was much too young and scared ta be
     Hell "Freud" might say that's what I need
     But all I really ever get is greed
     An most my friends they feel the same
     Hell we don't even have ourselves to blame
     But times are hard and thrills are cheaper
     As your arms get shorter
     Your pockets get deeper
     Right next door to hell
     Why don't you write a letter to me
     I said I'm right next door to hell
     An so many eyes are on me
     Right next door to hell
     I never thought this is where I'd be
     Right next door to hell
     Thinkin' time'll stand still for me
     Fuck you
     Bitch
     Not bad kids just stupid ones
     Yeah thought we'd own the world
     An gettin' used was havin' fun

G N' R Lies (1988)

 

G N' R Lies (1988)

Reckless Life (3:20)
Nice Boys (3:04)
Move To The City (3:43)
Mama Kin (3:57)
Patience (5:56)
Used To Love Her (3:13)
You're Crazy (4:10)
One In A Million (6:09)
 
Reckless Life
     I'm reckless and feelin' no pain
     You know I've got no need to control
     Livin' with the danger
     I'm always on the edge now
     With million dollar visions that I hold
     Livin' like this never ever
     Tore my life apart
     I know how to maintain
     And you know I know my part
     On a holiday, a permanent vacation
     I'm living on a cigarette with wine
     I'm never alone 'cause I've got myself
     Yes, I imitate myself all of the time
     Livin' like this never ever
     Tore my life apart
     I know how to maintain
     'Cause it's comin' from my heart
     I lead a reckless life
     And I don't need your advice
     I lead a reckless life
     And you know it's my only vice
     Reckless life
     I lead a reckless life
     I lead a reckless life
     And you know it's my only...
     Reckless life
     I lead a reckless life
     I lead a reckless life
     And you know it's my only...
     Hey, hey - yeah!
 
Nice Boys
     She hit town like a rose in bloom
     Smellin' sweet, said sweet perfume
     The color faded and the petals died
     Down in the city, no one cried
     In the streets, the garbage lies
     Protected by a million flies
     The roaches so big
     You know that they got bones
     They moved in and made a tenement home
     I said nice boys
     Don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     I'm not a nice boy!
     Sweet sixteen she was fresh and clean
     Wanted so bad to be part of the scene
     She met the man and she did the smack
     Paid the price layin' flat on her back
     Wanted so bad just to please the boys
     They ended up just being a toy
     Played so hard burned her life away
     Lies were told no promises made
     You know nice boys
     Don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     I'm not a nice boy and I never was!
     Young and fresh when she hit town
     Hot for kicks just to get around
     But now she lays in a filthy room
     She kills the pain with
     A flick and a spoon
     And in the streets the garbage lies
     Protected by a million flies
     You know the roaches so big
     You know that they got bones
     Moved in and made a tenement home
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no baby
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     I bet you mama said
     'Nice boys don't play rock and roll'
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys!
 
Move To The City
     You pack your bags
     And you move to the city
     There's somethin' missin' here at home
     You fix your hair
     And you're lookin' real pretty
     It's time to get it out on your own
     You're always fightin'
     With your mama and you papa
     Your family life is one big pain!
     When you, you gonna move to the city?
     Into the city where it all began
     You gotta move
     You gotta move
     Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma
     Time you gotta move
     You stole your mama's car
     And your daddy's plastic credit card
     You're sixteen and you can't get a job
     You're not goin' very far
     You're always ridin'
     With the teachers and the police
     This life is much too insane!
     When you, you gonna move to the city?
     Into the city where it all began
     You gotta move
     You gotta move
     Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma
     Time you gotta move
     Right to the city
     Where the real men get it
     Aw, child, ain't it a pity?
     Sometimes it gets too shitty!
     Come on and hit me!
     You're on the streets
     And it ain't so pretty
     You need to get a new what you please
     You do what you gotta do for the money
     At times you end up on your knees!
     I'm always buyin'
     With the local and the junkies
     This city life is one big pain!
     But you, you had to move to the city
     Into the city where it all began
     You gotta move
     You gotta move
     Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma
     Time you gotta move
     Oh right to the city
     With the real nitty gritty
     Aw, child, ain't it a pity?
     Sometimes it gets too shitty!
     Come on and hit me!
 
Mama Kin
     It ain't easy livin' like a gypsy
     Tell ya, honey, how it feels
     I've been dreamin' floatin' down stream
     And losin' touch with all that's real
     Whole lotta lover, keepin' undercover
     Never knowin' where you been-Oo yeah
     You've been fadin', always out paradin'
     Keep in touch with mama kin!
     You always got your tail on the wag
     Spittin' fire from your mouth
     Just like a dragon
     You act like a perpetual drag
     You better check it out
     'Cause someday soon
     You'll have to climb back on the wagon
     It ain't easy livin' like you wanna
     It's so hard to find piece of mind
     Yes it is
     The way I see it
     You got to say 'shee-it'
     But don't forget to drop me a line
     Bald as an egg at eighteen
     And workin' for daddy's such a drag
     You still stuff your mouth
     With his beans
     You better check it out or someday soon
     You'll have to climb back on the wagon
     Keep in touch with mama kin
     Tell her where you gone and been
     Livin' out your fantasy
     Sleepin' late and smokin' tea
     Keep in touch with mama kin
     Tell her where you gone and been
     Livin' out your fantasy
     Sleepin' late and suckin' me, oh no
     It ain't easy livin' like you wanna
     It's so hard to find piece of mind
     Yes it is
     The way I see it

Live ?!#@ Like A Suicide (1986)

 

Live ?!#@ Like A Suicide (1986)

Reckless Life (3:20)
Nice Boys (3:04)
Move To The City (3:43)
Mama Kin (3:57)

 
RecklessLife
     I'm reckless and feelin' no pain
     You know I've got no need to control
     Livin' with the danger
     I'm always on the edge now
     With million dollar visions that I hold
     Livin' like this never ever
     Tore my life apart
     I know how to maintain
     And you know I know my part
     On a holiday, a permanent vacation
     I'm living on a cigarette with wine
     I'm never alone 'cause I've got myself
     Yes, I imitate myself all of the time
     Livin' like this never ever
     Tore my life apart
     I know how to maintain
     'Cause it's comin' from my heart
     I lead a reckless life
     And I don't need your advice
     I lead a reckless life
     And you know it's my only vice
     Reckless life
     I lead a reckless life
     I lead a reckless life
     And you know it's my only...
     Reckless life
     I lead a reckless life
     I lead a reckless life
     And you know it's my only...
     Hey, hey - yeah!
 
Nice Boys
     She hit town like a rose in bloom
     Smellin' sweet, said sweet perfume
     The color faded and the petals died
     Down in the city, no one cried
     In the streets, the garbage lies
     Protected by a million flies
     The roaches so big
     You know that they got bones
     They moved in and made a tenement home
     I said nice boys
     Don't play rock and roll
     Nice boys don't play rock and roll

Appetite For Destruction (1987)

 

Appetite For Destruction (1987)

Welcome To The Jungle  (4:33)
It's So Easy  (3:23)
Nightrain  (4:29)
Out Ta Get Me  (4:23)
Mr. Brownstone  (3:49)
Paradise City  (6:47)
My Michelle  (3:40)
Think About You  (3:51)
Sweet ChildO' Mine  (5:57)
You're Crazy  (3:17)
AnythingGoes  (3:26)
Rocket Queen  (6:15)
 
Welcome To The Jungle
     Welcome to the jungle
     We got fun n' games
     We got everything you want
     Honey, we know the names
     We are the people that can find
     Whatever you may need
     If you got the money, honey
     We got your disease
     In the jungle
     Welcome to the jungle
     Watch it bring you to your knees, knees
     I wanna watch you bleed
     Welcome to the jungle
     We take it day by day
     If you want it you're gonna bleed
     But it's the price you pay
     And you're a very sexy girl
     That's very hard to please
     You can taste the bright lights
     But you won't get them for free
     In the jungle
     Welcome to the jungle
     Feel my, my, my serpentine
     I, I wanna hear you scream
     Welcome to the jungle
     It gets worse here everyday
     Ya learn ta live like an animal
     In the jungle where we play
     If you got a hunger for what you see
     You'll take it eventually
     You can have anything you want
     But you better not take it from me
     In the jungle
     Welcome to the jungle
     Watch it bring you to your
     knees, knees
     I'm gonna watch you bleed
     And when you're high you never
     Ever want to come down, YEAH!
     You know where you are
     You're in the jungle baby
     You're gonna die
     In the jungle
     Welcome to the jungle
     Watch it bring you to your knees, knees
     In the jungle
     Welcome to the jungle
     Feel my, my, my serpentine
     In the jungle
     Welcome to the jungle
     Watch it bring you to your knees, knees
     In the jungle
     Welcome to the jungle
     Watch it bring you to your
     It' gonna bring you down - HA!
 
It's So Easy
     I see your sister in her Sunday dress
     She's out to please
     She pouts her best
     She's out to take
     No need to try
     She's ready to make
     It's so easy, easy
     When everybody's tryin' to please me, baby
     It's so easy, easy
     When everybody's tryin' to please me
     Cars are crashin' every night
     I drink n' drive everything's in sight
     I make the fire
     But I miss the firefight
     I hit the bull's eye every night
     It's so easy, easy
     When everybody's tryin' to please me, baby
     Yeah it's so easy, easy
     When everybody's tryin' to please me
     So easy
     But nothin' seems to please me
     It all fits so right
     When I fade into the night
     See me hit you
     You fall down