viernes, 4 de marzo de 2011

Lyric Bad Apples - Guns N Roses

Lyric Song Bad Apples: 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 hell 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 piece o mind Only 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 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 breathin 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 breathin 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 that one bad apple Spoil the whole damn bunch Boy!!

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