Motley Crue - Poison Apples lyrics


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Poison Apples - Motley Crue lyrics

Took a greyhound bus down heart attack and vine
With a fistful of dreams and dimes
So far out i didn't know that i was in
Had a taste for a life of slime
When push came to shove
Music was the drug
And the band always got to play
Sex, smack, rock, roll, mainline, overdose
Man, we lived it night and day
We love our mott the hoople
It kept us all so enraged
And you loved us, and you loved us, and you loved us
We're so fucking beautiful
Pretty little poison apples
See the scars tattooed on our face
It's our disgrace
Pretty little poison apples
Mama said now don't ya walk this way
Just find some faith
Tabloid sleaze just maggots on their knees
Diggin' in the dirt for slag
Moonshine, strychnine, speedball, shootin' lines
Anything to push their rags
Still we love our mott the hoople
It keeps us so enraged
And you love us, then you hate us, then you love us
We're so fucking beautiful
Pretty little poison apples
See the scars tattooed on our face
It's your disgrace
Pretty little poison apples
Mama said now don't you walk this way
Just find some faith
Blueprints for disaster
Better not push me cause i'll bring you to your knees
Blueprints for disaster
Better not love me cause i'll bring you to your knees
Pretty little poison apples


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