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 its a cold day,
Its a continental drift
I said this traffic is hell
Can you give me a lift
An Ill 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
Aint this life so fuckin great

When the shit hit the fan
It was all I could stand
Yeah, well Im a frequent flyer
My bodys breathing while it can
But what I dont understand is that
My world aint gettin no brighter
If I could touch the sky
Well I would float on by
While everybodys talkin
Hell Im just another guy
If it were up to me
Id say just leave me be
Why let one bad apple
Spoil the whole damn bunch

Gold and caviar
Now whynt you pour my apathy
Id have all my bases covered
If I could teach my hands to see
But now were down in the deep end
Where theyd love to watch you drown
I said your laundry could use washing
Well hang it up all over town
I said Hollywoods like a dryer
An were down on Sunset Strip
An youll be suckin down the Clorox
Til your lifes all nice and crisp

When the shit hit the fan
It was all I could stand
Yeah, well Im a frequent flyer
My bodys breathing while it can
But what I dont understand is that
My world aint gettin no brighter
If I could touch the sky
Well I would float on by
While everybodys talkin
Hell Im just another guy
If it were up to me
Id 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 Im a frequent flyer
My bodys breathing while it can
But what I dont understand is that
My world aint gettin no brighter
If I could touch the sky
Well I would float on by
While everybodys talkin
Hell Im just another guy
If it were up to me
Id 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!! Las

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