Bad Apples (Explicit)
Guns N' Roses"Bad Apples (Explicit)" ist ein Song von Guns N' Roses, 1991, Pop. Der Song dauert 4:19, 82 lines / 462 words.
Songtext
0:20Diamonds and fast cars
0:22Money to burn
0:23I got my head in the clouds
0:25I got these thoughts to churn
0:27Got my feet in the sand
0:29I got a house on the hill
0:31I got a headache like a mother
0:33Twice the price of my thrills
0:34An it's a cold day it's a continental drift
0:38I said this traffic is hell
0:41Can you give me a lift
0:43An I'll try to paint a story
0:44Got your pictures to tell
0:46Yeah you got to make a living
0:48With what you bring yourself to sell
0:51I got some genuine
0:53Imitation
0:54Bad Apples
0:55Free sample
0:56For your peace o' mind
0:57Only $9 95
0:58I got my camera back from customs
1:00Got my law fees up to date
1:02Hell they musta seen me comin'
1:04Ain't this life so f**kin' great
1:06When the sh*t hit the fan
1:08It was all I could stand
1:10Yeah well I'm a frequent flyer
1:14My body's breathing while it can
1:16But what I don't understand is that
1:18My world ain't gettin' no brighter
1:21If I could touch the sky
1:23Well I would float on by
1:25While everybody's talkin'
1:28Hell I'm just another guy
1:30If it were up to me
1:31I'd say just leave me be
1:33Why let one bad apple
1:35Spoil the whole damn bunch
1:45Gold and caviar
1:47Now why'nt you pour my apathy
1:48I'd have all my bases covered
1:51If I could teach my hands to see
1:53But now we're down in the deep end
1:55Where they'd love to watch you drown
1:57I said your laundry could use washing
1:59We'll hang it up all over town
2:01I said Hollywood's like a dryer
2:03An we're down on Sunset Strip
2:05An you'll be suckin' down the Clorox
2:07'Til your life's all nice and crisp
2:08When the sh*t hit the fan
2:10It was all I could stand
2:12Yeah well I'm a frequent flyer
2:16My body's breathing while it can
2:18But what I don't understand is that
2:21My world ain't gettin' no brighter
2:24If I could touch the sky
2:26Well I would float on by
2:28While everybody's talking
2:30Hell I'm just another guy
2:32If it were up to me
2:34I'd say just leave me be
2:36Why let one bad apple
2:38Spoil the whole damn bunch
3:43When the sh*t hit the fan
3:45It was all I could stand
3:47Yeah well I'm a frequent flyer
3:50My body's breathing while it can
3:53But what I don't understand is that
3:56My world aren't getting no brighter
3:58If I could touch the sky
4:01Well I would float on by
4:03While everybody's talking
4:04Hell I'm just another guy
4:06If it were up to me
4:08I'd say just leave me be
4:10Why let one bad apple
4:12Spoil the whole damn bunch
4:14Why let one bad apple
4:16Spoil the whole damn bunch
4:19Boy
Diamonds and fast cars Money to burn I got my head in the clouds I got these thoughts to churn Got my feet in the sand I got a house on the hill I got a headache like a mother Twice the price of my thrills An it's a cold day it's a continental drift I said this traffic is hell Can you give me a lift An I'll try to paint a story Got your pictures to tell Yeah you got to make a living With what you bring yourself to sell I got some genuine Imitation Bad Apples Free sample For your peace o' mind Only $9 95 I got my camera back from customs Got my law fees up to date Hell they musta seen me comin' Ain't this life so f**kin' great When the sh*t hit the fan It was all I could stand Yeah well I'm a frequent flyer My body's breathing while it can But what I don't understand is that My world ain't gettin' no brighter If I could touch the sky Well I would float on by While everybody's talkin' Hell I'm just another guy If it were up to me I'd say just leave me be Why let one bad apple Spoil the whole damn bunch Gold and caviar Now why'nt you pour my apathy I'd have all my bases covered If I could teach my hands to see But now we're down in the deep end Where they'd love to watch you drown I said your laundry could use washing We'll hang it up all over town I said Hollywood's like a dryer An we're down on Sunset Strip An you'll be suckin' down the Clorox 'Til your life's all nice and crisp When the sh*t hit the fan It was all I could stand Yeah well I'm a frequent flyer My body's breathing while it can But what I don't understand is that My world ain't gettin' no brighter If I could touch the sky Well I would float on by While everybody's talking Hell I'm just another guy If it were up to me I'd say just leave me be Why let one bad apple Spoil the whole damn bunch When the sh*t hit the fan It was all I could stand Yeah well I'm a frequent flyer My body's breathing while it can But what I don't understand is that My world aren't getting no brighter If I could touch the sky Well I would float on by While everybody's talking Hell I'm just another guy If it were up to me I'd say just leave me be Why let one bad apple Spoil the whole damn bunch Why let one bad apple Spoil the whole damn bunch Boy
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