Right Next Door to Hell
Guns N' Roses Lyrics


Yeah

I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix
Jesus, don't you get tired of turnin' tricks?
But when your innocence dies, you'll find the blues
Seems all our heroes were born to lose
Just walkin' through time, you believe this heat?
Another empty house, another dead end street
Gonna rest my bones, sit for a spell
This side of heaven is close to hell

Right next door to hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
I said, "I'm right next door to hell"
And so many eyes are on me
Right next door to hell
I got nowhere else to be
Right next door to hell
Feels like the walls are closin' in on me

My mama never really said much to me
She was much too young and scared to be
Hell, Freud might say that's what I need
But all I really ever get is greed
And most my friends, they feel the same
Hell, we don't even have ourselves to blame
But times are hard, and thrills are cheaper
As your arms get shorter, your pockets get deeper

Right next door to hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
'Cause, I'm right next door to hell
And so many eyes are on me
Right next door to hell
I never thought this is where I'd be
But I'm right next door to hell
Thinking time 'ill stand still for me

Fuck you, bitch!

Not bad kids, just stupid ones, yeah
Thought we'd own the world an' getting used was havin' fun
I said we're not sad kids, but lucid ones, yeah
Flowin' through life, not collecting anyone
So much out there, still so much to see
Time's too much to handle, time's too much for me
It drove me up the wall and drove me out of my mind
Can you tell me what this means, huh?

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Timo Caltio, W. Axl Rose, Saul Hudson, Duff Rose Mckagan, Izzy Stradlin, Darren A. Reed, Matt Sorum

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DAVID GUERRA

Yeah
I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix
Jesus, don't you get tired of turnin' tricks?
But when your innocence dies, you'll find the blues
Seems all our heroes were born to lose
Just walkin' through time, you believe this heat?
Another empty house, another dead end street
Gonna rest my bones, sit for a spell
This side of heaven is close to hell


Right next door to hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
I said, "I'm right next door to hell"
And so many eyes are on me
Right next door to hell
I got nowhere else to be
Right next door to hell
Feels like the walls are closin' in on me

My mama never really said much to me
She was much too young and scared to be
Hell, Freud might say that's what I need
But all I really ever get is greed
And most my friends, they feel the same
Hell, we don't even have ourselves to blame
But times are hard, and thrills are cheaper
As your arms get shorter, your pockets get deeper


Right next door to hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
'Cause, I'm right next door to hell
And so many eyes are on me
Right next door to hell
I never thought this is where I'd be
But I'm right next door to hell
Thinking time 'ill stand still for me

Fuck you, bitch!


Not bad kids, just stupid ones, yeah
Thought we'd own the world an' getting used was havin' fun
I said we're not sad kids, but lucid ones, yeah
Flowin' through life, not collecting anyone
So much out there, still so much to see
Time's too much to handle, time's too much for me
It drove me up the wall and drove me out of my mind
Can you tell me what this means, huh?



Grace Edwards

Yeah

I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix
Jesus, don't you get tired of turnin' tricks?
But when your innocence dies, you'll find the blues
Seems all our heroes were born to lose
Just walkin' through time, you believe this heat?
Another empty house, another dead end street
Gonna rest my bones, sit for a spell
This side of heaven is close to hell

Right next door to hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
I said, "I'm right next door to hell"
And so many eyes are on me
Right next door to hell
I got nowhere else to be
Right next door to hell
Feels like the walls are closin' in on me

My mama never really said much to me
She was much too young and scared to be
Hell, Freud might say that's what I need
But all I really ever get is greed
And most my friends, they feel the same
Hell, we don't even have ourselves to blame
But times are hard, and thrills are cheaper
As your arms get shorter, your pockets get deeper

Right next door to hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
'Cause, I'm right next door to hell
And so many eyes are on me
Right next door to hell
I never thought this is where I'd be
But I'm right next door to hell
Thinking time 'ill stand still for me

Fuck you, bitch!

Not bad kids, just stupid ones, yeah
Thought we'd own the world an' getting used was havin' fun
I said we're not sad kids, but lucid ones, yeah
Flowin' through life, not collecting anyone
So much out there, still so much to see
Time's too much to handle, time's too much for me
It drove me up the wall and drove me out of my mind
Can you tell me what this means, huh?



cyber minion

[Intro]
Yeah!

[Verse 1]
I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix
Jesus, don't you get tired of turnin' tricks?
But when your innocence dies, you'll find the blues
Seems all our heroes were born to lose
Just walkin' through time, you believe this heat?
Another empty house, another dead end street
Gonna rest my bones, sit for a spell
This side of heaven is close to hell

[Chorus]
Right next door to hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
I said, "I'm right next door to hell"
An' so many eyes are on me
Right next door to hell
I got nowhere else to be
Right next door to hell
Feels like the walls are closin' in on me

[Verse 2]
My mama never really said much to me
She was much too young and scared to be
Hell, Freud might say that's what I need
But all I really ever get is greed
An' most my friends, they feel the same
Hell, we don't even have ourselves to blame
But times are hard, and thrills are cheaper
As your arms get shorter, your pockets get deeper

[Chorus]
Right next door to hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
'Cause, I'm right next door to hell
An' so many eyes are on me
Right next door to hell
I never thought this is where I'd be
But I'm right next door to hell
Thinking time 'ill stand still for me

[Bridge]
Fuck you, bitch!

[Outro]
Not bad kids, just stupid ones, yeah
Thought we'd own the world an' getting used was havin' fun
I said we're not sad kids, but lucid ones, yeah
Flowin' through life, not collecting anyone
So much out there, still so much to see
Time's too much to handle, time's too much for me
It drove me up the wall and drove me out of my mind
Can you tell me what this means, huh?



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seanyt

That bass intro.......... glorious.

Sidney Souza

Yeah the Bass ia so perfect

Yannis O.

Yeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhh !!!!!!!!!!!

Sylvain Binette

Duff fucking Bassline is rule Baby

Nr1from1978

My first gnr album. It was on tape. My mom never realized what she bought me. Lol

PUNKISINTHEDETAILS

which was better. the G side or the R side? 😉👍

PUNKISINTHEDETAILS

bag o weed? sure have at it. Illusion I ? Hells nah!!!!

Fabio Antonio Puerta

I had too..but raped me😬😥

Joran Asher

I have appetite for destruction and both the use your illusions on cassette, and I actually found a vinyl of their first album at Wal-Mart so i had to get that

Russ Coffell

@Jay Wizzle bet

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