Guns N' Roses (zkracováno GN'R) je americká hard rocková skupina založená v roce 1985 v Los Angeles. O dva roky později, v roce 1987, kapelu celosvětově proslavilo album Appetite for Destruction, kterého se prodalo přibližně pětadvacet milionů...

Píseň: Bad Apples

Interpret:
Guns N' Roses
Album:
Use Your Illusions
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
'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'
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


BOY!!