Текст песни Guns N` Roses - Bad Apples
Guns N` Roses - Bad Apples слова песни
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 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, till 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
Spoil