We all come in from the cold We come down from the wire An everybody warms themselves When sometimes we get burned You'd think sometime we'd learn The one you love is the one That should take you higher You better go back out and find her
Just like children hidin' in a closet Can't tell what's goin' on outside Sometimes we're so far off the beaten track We'll get taken for a ride By a parlor trick or some words of wit A hidden hand up a sleeve To think the one you love Is a little hard to believe But everybody darlin' sometimes Bites the hand that feeds
Everybody always brings me down But there ain't no peace to found But if someone really cared Well they'd take the time to spare A moment to try and understand Remember in this game we call life That no one said it's fair
Get down with yo' bad self
I've come to know the cold When there ain't enough of me to go around But if I call you out of habit I'm out of love and Would you give it to me if I fit you needs Like when we both knew we had it But now the damage's done And we're back out on the run Funny how ev'rything was roses When we held on to the guns Just because you're winnin' Don't mean you're the lucky one
"There goes the challenger being chased By the blue blue meanies on wheels The vicious traffic squad cars are after The super driver of the golden west! Two nasty Nazi cars are close behind The beautiful lone driver The police cars are getting closer-closer... Closer to our soul hero in his soul mobile They about to strike, They gonna get him, The last beautiful free soul on this planet
But...it is written if the Evil Spirit arms the Tiger with claws Brahman provided wings for the Dove Thus spake the Super Guru" * More from Guns N' Roses