Bad Apples-Guns N' Roses

歌手 : Guns N' Roses
专辑 : Use Your Illusion I
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:28

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TXT Bad Apples-Guns N' Roses 文本歌词

Bad Apples - Guns N' Roses (枪炮与玫瑰乐队)
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