Bad Apples

Diamonds and fast cars

And it’s a cold day

I got some genuine

I got my camera back from customs

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 getting no brighter

If I could touch the sky

Well I would float on by

While everybody’s talking Hell I’m just another guy

If it were up to me

I’d say just leave me be

Why let one bad apple

Gold and caviar

But now we’re down in the deep end

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 getting no brighter

If I could touch the sky

Well I would float on by

While everybody’s talking Hell I’m just another guy

If it were up to me

I’d say just leave me be

Why let one bad apple

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 getting no brighter

If I could touch the sky

Well I would float on by

While everybody’s talking Hell I’m just another guy

If it were up to me

I’d say just leave me be

Why let one bad apple