GnR - Live !#@ Like A Suicide

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
     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
     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 just 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

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