Guns N' Roses Lyrics
Guns N' Roses Lyrics
"Bad Apples Lyrics"
Whether Or Not The World Gets Better Lyrics
(Duet With Lisa Fischer) We don't play any games, my girl and I We get by on the high of love And there's no time to spend on doubt or wondering 'Cause no one else could I ever love You see the world outside can be cold and very lonely And it gets real bad And it makes me sad, but Whether
(Duet With Lisa Fischer) We don't play any games, my girl and I We get by on the high of love And there's no time to spend on doubt or wondering 'Cause no one else could I ever love You see the world outside can be cold and very lonely And it gets real bad And it makes me sad, but Whether
(Slash / McKagan / Stradlin / Rose)
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
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Requiem Lyrics
[Instrumental]
y camera back from customs[Instrumental]
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 bas
Daisy Cutter Lyrics
Hard to see when everybody seems to have their someone Hard for me to be alone among them It makes me want for it to be the way it was She lets me starve outside her door Always seems to haunt what I should leave behind Always seem to hold on when it's down to a flat line Just can't touch her heart
s coveredHard to see when everybody seems to have their someone Hard for me to be alone among them It makes me want for it to be the way it was She lets me starve outside her door Always seems to haunt what I should leave behind Always seem to hold on when it's down to a flat line Just can't touch her heart
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'
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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!!