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      Bad Apples

      Guns n' Roses

      Album: Use Your Illusion I

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      Guns n' Roses - Bad Apples Música y Letra

      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
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      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 fuckin' great
      
      When the shit 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 shit 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
      
      When the shit 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
      Why let one bad apple
      Spoil the whole damn bunch
      BOY!!

      Guns n' Roses - Bad Apples Música y Letra

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