Bad Apples
Guns N' Roses Lyrics
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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
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 caviarnow 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
, these lyrics paint a picture of a luxurious lifestyle, but with a sense of disillusionment and dissatisfaction. The singer boasts about their wealth, with "diamonds and fast cars" and "money to burn," yet expresses frustration with headaches and traffic. They also seem to acknowledge that their success came from selling themselves and their talents, with "you got to make a living with what you bring yourself to sell." However, despite all the material possessions, the singer is still unhappy and feels weighed down by the negativity around them. This is exemplified by the line "why let one bad apple spoil the whole damn bunch," suggesting that one negative person or experience can taint everything else.
The second half of the song takes a darker turn, with references to drowning and laundry needing washing. The singer compares Hollywood to a dryer, where people's lives are "sucked down" until they are "nice and crisp." This alludes to the superficiality and pressure of the entertainment industry. The repeated lines "my world ain't getting no brighter" and "if it were up to me, I'd say just leave me be" emphasize the singer's despair and desire for isolation. Ultimately, the lyrics paint a complex picture of a person who has achieved a level of success and excess, yet still feels unfulfilled and burdened by negative experiences.
Line by Line Meaning
Diamonds and fast cars
I have a luxurious lifestyle filled with material possessions like diamonds and fast cars
Money to burn I got my head in the clouds
I have so much money that I don't need to worry about spending it, and I'm disconnected from reality
I got these thoughts to churn
I have a lot of thoughts running through my head
Got my feet in the sand
I'm in a relaxed state of mind, just like when you have your feet in the sand at the beach
I got a house on the hill
I have a big, luxurious house on top of a hill
I got a headache like a mother
I have a really bad headache that feels like a mother of a headache
Twice the price of my thrills
The cost of my pleasures and thrills is double what it's worth
An it's a cold day
It's a cold, unpleasant day
It's a continental drift
There's a sense of distance and disconnect in my life, like continents drifting apart
I said this traffic is hell
The traffic is really bad and frustrating, like being in hell
Can you give me a lift
Can you give me a ride and help me escape this traffic
An I'll try to paint a story
I'll try to tell a story with my words
Got your pictures to tell
I have your pictures to use as inspiration for my story
Yeah you got to make a living
You have to make a living somehow
With what you bring yourself to sell
You have to make money by selling what skills and talents you have to offer
I got some genuine
I have something that is real and true
Imitation, bad Apples
But I also have some fake, imitation, or bad things in my life
Free sample for your peace o' mind only $9.95
I'm offering you something free, but it will cost you later on
I got my camera back from customs
I got my camera back after it was held by customs
Got my law fees up to date
I paid all of my legal fees and bills
Hell they musta seen me comin'
They knew I was going to have legal troubles and overcharged me
Ain't this life so fuckin' great
Sarcastic expression of how terrible life can be
When the shit hit the fan
When everything went wrong and hit the fan
It was all I could stand
It was too much to handle
Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer
I've experienced a lot of hardships before
My body's breathing while it can
I'm still alive and breathing, so I'm trying to make the most of it
But what I don't understand is that
I'm confused about why things are the way they are
My world ain't gettin' no brighter
My life is not improving or getting better
If I could touch the sky
If I could achieve my wildest dreams and full potential
Well I would float on by
I would be in another world, free to do what I want
While everybody's talkin'
While everyone is busy talking and discussing their own problems
Hell I'm just another guy
I'm just an ordinary person, nothing special
If it were up to me
If I had complete control of my life and environment
I'd say just leave me be
I would ask for people to leave me alone and let me live my life how I want
Why let one bad apple
Why let one bad person or situation
Spoil the whole damn bunch
Ruining everything and making life more difficult for everyone
Gold and caviarnow why'nt you pour my apathy
I'm not impressed by fancy things like gold and caviar, so why don't you just serve me my feeling of indifference
I'd have all my bases covered
I would be well-prepared for anything
If I could teach my hands to see
If I could have a deeper understanding and perception of my surroundings through my hands
But now we're down in the deep end
Now we're in a difficult and dangerous situation
Where they'd love to watch you drown
Where others enjoy seeing you suffer or fail
I said your laundry could use washing
I made a critical comment about your cleanliness or hygiene
We'll hang it up all over town
We'll spread this gossip or criticism around the community
I said Hollywood's like a dryer
I compared Hollywood and its entertainment industry to a clothes dryer
An we're down on Sunset Strip
We're on the famous Sunset Strip in Los Angeles, where many events and activities take place
An you'll be suckin' down the Clorox
You'll be consuming and destroying yourself with harmful substances or activities
'Til your life's all nice and crisp
Until your life is exhausted and overdone, just like over-crispy food
Why let one bad apple
Why let one bad person or situation
Spoil the whole damn bunch
Ruining everything and making life more difficult for everyone
Why let one bad apple
Why let one bad person or situation
Spoil the whole damn bunch
Ruining everything and making life more difficult for everyone
Boy
An exclamation of emphasis or surprise
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: W. Axl Rose, Saul Hudson, Duff Rose Mckagan, Izzy STRADLIN, Darren A. Reed, Matt Sorum
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Lyrics
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!!
@beatlesforever4285
For those who are wondering what video this is, it's just footage from the Don't Cry alternative video, edited and distorted, with the song Bad Apples in the background.
This video is not official and was never authorized by the band, this video was made in 2005/2006, by a fan and posted here on YouTube, and whoever manages the band's channel liked this video and ended up posting on the band's official channel.
Sorry for the bad English, I'm Brazilian and I'm using a translator.
@undefinedfirstnameundefine7820
Wow that's cool. I hope he got a good payout
@Dave_Albright
that's not true. It was on MTV and VIVA on germany BEFORE 2005... it even says 1993 at the end
@Meim32008
The worst video ever
@captainmess11NYR
There will never be another GNR. Amazing band.
@selvaalcaino8073
this is rock n' roll baby
@ggab7969
Hard rock* ☻
@sxdawxrld6057
@@ggab7969 hard pen1s
@jaimemanica8004
Ok
@unidentifiedshorts5513
@@ggab7969 I like metal more