Bad Apples

Bad Apples

Intro: E7/9

    A7
   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
            E7
   And it's a cold day it's a 
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 living
   With what you bring yourself to 
sell

      A7
   I got some genuine
   Imitation
   Bad apples
   Free sample
   For your peace of mind
   Only $9,95
          E7
   I got my camera back from cus
   Got my law fees up to date
   Hell they must seen me comin'
   Ain't this life so fuckin' great

        D
   When the shit hit the fan
      A
   It was all I could stand
     E
   Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer
     D
   My body's breathing while it can
      A                  E
   But what I don't understand is 
that
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   My world ain't getting no 
brighter
         D
   If i could touch the sky
        A
   Well I would float on by
     E
   While everybody's talkin'
   Hell I'm just another guy
         D
   If it were up to me
         A
   I'd say just leave me be
        B
   Why let one bad apple
                   A7
   Spoil the whole damn bunch

     A7
   Gold and caviar
   Now whyn't you pour my apathy
   I'd have all my bases covered
   If I could teach my hands to see
           E7
   But now we're down in the deep 
end
   Where they'd love to watch you 
drown
   I said your laundry could use 
washing
   Will hang it up all over town
   I said Hollywood's like a dryer
   And we're down on Sunset Strip
   And you'll be suckin' down the 
clorox
   'Til your life's all nice and 
crisp

        D
   When the shit hit the fan
      A
   It was all I could stand
     E
   Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer
     D
   My body's breathing while it can
      A                  E
   But what I don't understand is 
that
   My world ain't getting no 
brighter
         D
   If i could touch the sky
        A
   Well I would float on by
     E
   While everybody's talkin'
   Hell I'm just another guy
         D
   If it were up to me
         A
   I'd say just leave me be
        B
   Why let one bad apple
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   Spoil the whole damn bunch
G A B


        D
   When the shit hit the fan
      A
   It was all I could stand
     E
   Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer
     D
   My body's breathing while it can
      A                  E
   But what I don't understand is 
that
   My world ain't getting no 
brighter
         D
   If i could touch the sky
        A
   Well I would float on by
     E
   While everybody's talkin'
   Hell I'm just another guy
         D
   If it were up to me
         A
   I'd say just leave me be
        B
   Why let one bad apple
                   A
   Spoil the whole damn bunch
    E   E7/9
   Boy!!!