Guns N’ Roses
Bad Apples (Live In Rio De Janiero, Estadio De Maracana - January 23, 1991)
[Verse 1]
Diamonds and fast cars, money to burn
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
Got a headache like a mother twice the price of my thrills

[Pre-Chorus]
And it's a cold day in the 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
You got to make a livin' with what you bring yourself to sell

[Verse 2]
Got some genuine, imitation bad apples
Free sample for your peace of mind

[Pre-Chorus]
Got my camera back from customs, got my law fees up to date
Must've seen me comin', ain't this life so fuckin' great?

[Chorus]
Shit hit the fan, it was all I could stand, yeah
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
I could touch the sky, float on by
While everybody's talkin', hell, I'm just another guy
Were up to me, leave it be
Why let one bad apple spoil the whole damn bunch?

[Verse 3]
Gold and caviar
Won't you pour my apathy?
I'd have all the bases covered
I could teach my hands to see

[Pre-Chorus]
Now, we're down in the deep end, where they'd love to watch you drown
Laundry could use washing, hang it up all over town
Like a dryer, down on Sunset Strip
An' you'll be suckin' down on the Clorox, life's all nice and crisp

[Chorus]
(When the shit hits the fan) It was all I could stand
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
I could touch the sky, (I would) float on by
Hell, I'm just another guy
It were up to me, leave me be
One bad apple spoil the whole damn bunch, no
[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
When the shit hits the fan, it was all I could stand
I'm a frequent flyer
My body's breathin' while it can, don't understand
My world ain't gettin' no brighter
If I could touch the sky, (I would) float on by
Everybody's talkin', hell, I'm just another guy
Up to me, (I'd say), just leave me be
(I said) One bad apple spoil the whole damn bunch?
(One bad apple's gonna)
No-whoa

[Outro]
Boy!