11 One In A Million
Guns N' Roses Lyrics


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One, two, one, two, three, four
Guess I needed some time to get away
I needed some peace of mind
Some peace of mind that'll stay
So I thumbed it down to sixth in L.A.
Maybe a Greyhound could be my way

Police and niggers, that's right
Get outta my way
Don't need to buy none of your
Gold chains today
Now 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 some day we'll see you
Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much to high
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high

Immigrants and faggots
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 fucking disease
And 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 and end and
I keep it moving along
Hey, hey, hey, yeah

You're one in a million
You're a shooting star
You're one in a million babe
You know that you are
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

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 TV
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 some day 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 yeah, yeah, yeah
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high yeah, yeah, yeah
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high




Much too high
Much too high

Overall Meaning

The song "One in a Million" by Guns N' Roses is a controversial and heavily criticized song due to its use of racist, homophobic, and xenophobic language. The lyrics describe the singer's frustration with the environment in Los Angeles, particularly the presence of African Americans, immigrants, and gay people. The lines "Police and niggers, that's right, get outta my way" and "Immigrants and faggots, they make no sense to me" are particularly offensive and have been condemned by many.


Throughout the song, the singer expresses a sense of alienation and detachment from society, as well as a desire for individualism and freedom. He rejects conformist values and material possessions, saying "Don't need to buy none of your gold chains today" and "Don't need no bracelets clamped in front of my back, just need my ticket, 'til then won't you cut me some slack". The chorus "You're one in a million, yeah that's what you are, you're a shooting star" is a reference to the singer's belief in his own uniqueness and potential for greatness.


Despite its controversial lyrics, "One in a Million" is still regarded by some as a classic Guns N' Roses song. It was included on the band's 1988 album "G N' R Lies" and has been performed live numerous times. The song has been the subject of much debate among fans and critics, with some defending it as a reflection of the singer's personal beliefs while others criticize it as offensive and unacceptable.


Line by Line Meaning

One, two, one, two, three, four
Counting off before beginning the song


Guess I needed some time to get away
Feeling the need to take a break from life and responsibilities


I needed some peace of mind
Desiring inner tranquility and freedom from worry


Some peace of mind that'll stay
Needing relief from stress that persists even after the break is over


So I thumbed it down to sixth in L.A.
Traveling to Los Angeles by hitchhiking


Maybe a Greyhound could be my way
Considering taking a Greyhound bus as an alternative mode of transportation


Police and niggers, that's right
Expressing derogatory views towards African Americans and law enforcement


Get outta my way
Demanding others to move out of the artist's path


Don't need to buy none of your
Refusing to purchase items from street vendors or stores


Gold chains today
Specifically rejecting the idea of buying jewelry


Now don't need no bracelets
Refusing to wear handcuffs or be arrested


Clamped in front of my back
Referring to handcuffs applied by police officers


Just need my ticket, 'til then
Desiring only a bus ticket to continue traveling


Won't you cut me some slack
Asking for lenience or mercy


You're one in a million
Referring to someone or something as exceptional


Yeah that's what you are
Affirming the exceptional status of the subject


You're one in a million babe
Addressing the exceptional person directly


You're a shooting star
Comparing the person to a star that shines brightly and briefly


Maybe some day we'll see you
Expressing hope for encountering the person again in the future


Before you make us cry
Hoping to connect with the person before it's too late and emotions are hurt


You know we tried to reach you
Acknowledging previous attempts at reaching out to the person


But you were much to high
Implying the person was unattainable or unreachable


Immigrants and faggots
Expressing distaste for immigrants and gay people


They make no sense to me
Stating that the artist doesn't understand or agree with their presence


They come to our country
Positing that the immigrants are arriving in the United States


And think they'll do as they please
Suggesting that immigrants assume too much entitlement or freedom in their adopted country


Like start some mini-Iran
Making an allusion to political unrest in Iran and implying that immigrants may create similar issues in the United States


Or spread some fucking disease
Claiming that immigrants could bring sickness or contagion into their new country


And they talk so many goddamn ways
Complaining about the various languages and dialects that immigrants use


It's all Greek to me
Admitting that the singer doesn't understand the variety of languages and dialects spoken by immigrants


Well some say I'm lazy
Acknowledging that some people may view the singer as lacking work ethic


And others say that's just me
Indicating that some people accept the artist's lifestyle choices


Some say I'm crazy
Admitting that some people may view the artist as eccentric or strange


I guess I'll always be
Resigning to the fact that the artist will always be viewed as unorthodox


But it's been such a long time
Revealing that a lot of time has passed since the singer last felt secure in their decisions


Since I knew right from wrong
Suggesting that long ago the artist knew what was acceptable or unacceptable behavior


It's all the means to and end and
Justifying the singer's current behavior as a necessary means to an end


I keep it moving along
Persisting in the chosen lifestyle despite criticism or societal pressure to conform


Radicals and racists
Expressing disdain for extremists and those with prejudiced beliefs


Don't point your finger at me
Rejecting accusations of radicalism or racism


I'm a small town white boy
Claiming a modest upbringing and cultural identity


Just tryin' to make ends meet
Stating the singer's goal to survive or provide for themselves


Don't need your religion
Rejecting external influences of religion on personal beliefs


Don't watch that much TV
Claiming a limited exposure to television and media


Just makin' my livin' baby
Asserting that the focus is on personal survival and not social norms or ideals


Well that's enough for me
Content with minimal success or wealth


Much too high
Repeating the chorus to emphasize that a person or goal is unattainable


Much too high yeah, yeah, yeah
Emphasizing the idea that someone is out of reach or too idealized for reality


Much too high
Reiterating that the subject of the song is unrealistic and impossible to attain


Much too high yeah, yeah, yeah
Further emphasizing that the subject is an unattainable ideal


Much too high
Continuing to stress the point that the subject is an impossible goal




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: W. Axl Rose, Saul Hudson, Duff Rose McKagan, Izzy Stradlin, Steven Adler

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Monicx


on Sweet Child o' Mine

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