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Send "Bad Apples" Ringtone to your Mobile Guns N' Roses Bad Apples Lyrics 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 And it's a cold day It's a continental drift I said this traffic is hell Can you give me a lift And 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 I got my camera back from customs Got my law fees up to date Hell they must have seen me coming Ain't this life so f**king 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 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 Gold and caviar Now won't 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 And we're down on Sunset Strip And you'll be sucking 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 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 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 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 that one bad apple Spoil the whole damn bunch Boy!! Send "Bad Apples" Ringtone to your Mobile

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