Bad Apples
1991
4:27
Official Music Video
Bad Apples by Guns N' Roses
Lyrics & Translation
English
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 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
Yeah, you got to make a livin' with what you bring yourself to sell
I got some genuine, imitation bad apples
Free sample for your peace of mind, only $9.95
I got my camera back from customs, got my law fees up to date
Hell, they must've 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 breathin' 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, won't you pour my apathy?
I'd have all the bases covered
If I could teach my hands to see
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 hits 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
If I could touch the sky, 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 hits 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
If I could touch the sky, 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 that one bad apple spoil the whole damn bunch?
Boy!
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Bad Apples by Guns N' Roses
Bad Apples* (original Guns N' Roses)
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 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
Yeah, you got to make a livin' with what you bring yourself to sell
I got some genuine, imitation bad apples
Free sample for your peace of mind, only $9.95
I got my camera back from customs, got my law fees up to date
Hell, they must've 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 breathin' 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, won't you pour my apathy?
I'd have all the bases covered
If I could teach my hands to see
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 hits 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
If I could touch the sky, 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 hits 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
If I could touch the sky, 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 that one bad apple spoil the whole damn bunch?
Boy!
Bad Apples (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Diamantes y coches rápidos, dinero para quemar
Tengo la cabeza en las nubes, tengo estos pensamientos que revolver
Tengo los pies en la arena, tengo una casa en la colina
Tengo un dolor de cabeza de madre, el doble del precio de mis emociones
Y es un día frío en la deriva continental
Dije que este tráfico es un infierno, ¿puedes llevarme?
Y trataré de pintar una historia, tengo tus fotos que contar
Sí, tienes que ganarte la vida con lo que traes para vender
Tengo algunas manzanas podridas genuinas, de imitación
Muestra gratis para tu tranquilidad, solo $9.95
Recuperé mi cámara de aduanas, tengo mis honorarios legales al día
Demonios, deben haberme visto venir, ¿no es esta vida jodidamente genial?
Cuando la mierda golpeó el ventilador, fue todo lo que pude soportar, sí
Bueno, soy un viajero frecuente
Mi cuerpo respira mientras puede, pero lo que no entiendo es que
Mi mundo no se está volviendo más brillante
Si pudiera tocar el cielo, bueno, flotaría
Mientras todos hablan, demonios, solo soy otro tipo
Si dependiera de mí, diría, solo déjame en paz
¿Por qué dejar que una manzana podrida eche a perder todo el maldito montón?
Oro y caviar
Ahora, ¿no derramarás mi apatía?
Tendría todas las bases cubiertas
Si pudiera enseñar a mis manos a ver
Ahora, estamos en lo más profundo donde les encantaría verte ahogarte
Dije, tu ropa sucia necesita lavarse, la colgaremos por toda la ciudad
Dije, Hollywood es como una secadora y estamos en Sunset Strip
Y estarás bebiendo Clorox hasta que tu vida esté bonita y crujiente
Cuando la mierda golpea el ventilador, fue todo lo que pude soportar, sí
Soy un viajero frecuente
Mi cuerpo respira mientras puede, pero lo que no entiendo es que
Mi mundo no se está volviendo más brillante
Si pudiera tocar el cielo, flotaría
Mientras todos hablan, demonios, solo soy otro tipo
Si dependiera de mí, diría, solo déjame en paz
¿Por qué dejar que una manzana podrida eche a perder todo el maldito montón?
Cuando la mierda golpea el ventilador, fue todo lo que pude soportar, sí
Soy un viajero frecuente
Mi cuerpo respira mientras puede, pero lo que no entiendo es que
Mi mundo no se está volviendo más brillante
Si pudiera tocar el cielo, flotaría
Mientras todos hablan, demonios, solo soy otro tipo
Si dependiera de mí, diría, solo déjame en paz
¿Por qué dejar que una manzana podrida eche a perder todo el maldito montón?
¿Por qué dejar que esa manzana podrida eche a perder todo el maldito montón?
¡Chico!
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