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: One In A Million
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- Guns N' Roses
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- G N' R Lies
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4 (Whistle) Guess I needed sometime to get away I needed some piece of mind Some piece of mind that'll stay So I thumbed it down to Sixth and L.A. Maybe a Greyhound could be my way Police and Niggers, that's right Get out of my way Don't need to buy none of your Gold chains today I don't need no bracelets Clamped in front of my back Just need my ticket; 'til then Won't you cut me some slack? You're one in a million Yeah, that's what you are You're one in a million, babe You're a shooting star Maybe someday we'll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high, much too high Much too high, yes, ow! Immigrants and fagets They make no sense to me They come to our country And think they'll do as they please Like start some mini Iran Or spread some fuckin' disease They talk so many goddamn ways It's all Greek to me Well some say I'm lazy And others say that's just me Some say I'm crazy I guess I'll always be But it's been such a long time Since I knew right from wrong It's all the means to an end, I I keep it movin' along You're one in a million Oo, you're a shooting star You're one in a million, babe You know that you are Maybe someday we'll see you, oo Oh, Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high, Oo, much too high Yeah, Much too high, huh, no, no, oh Ow! Radicals and Racists Don't point your finger at me I'm a small town white boy Just tryin' to make ends meet Don't need your religion Don't watch that much T.V. Just makin' my livin', baby Well that's enough for me You're one in a million Yeah that's what you are You're one in a million, babe You're a shooting star Maybe someday we'll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high, ow, much too high Much too high, much too high Yeah, yeee, yeah, yeee, igh! Ow! Much too high (Oh, much too high, ah, much too high, ah, much too high much too high, ow, much too high)
G N' R Lies (1988)
8. One In A Million