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I swear by Almighty God
To tell the whole truth
And nothing but the truth

Guns guns
They torture all the women and children
Then they've put
Yeah it's goodbye golden rose

Well the captain who swears if he speaks it all, wears a gun
Got a first mate who's never quite on the ball for a son
perfect, but what it is 
Is guns n roses, we’re guns n roses 

You can throw a bomb my way 
For every time I make mistakes 
But you know that’d never
where did I fail? 
Out of my belly and the pick up a gun 
And fall for the Rose of England 
Fall for the Rose of England 

God knows it's cold

Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin'
Floor so cold that's why I'm so frozen
Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin'
I'm a'Rolling Stone with my
For a brighter hope ahead
And sailed away

The reds are caught by claustrophobia
The Krauts are coming to the USA
Yodelling and shouting loud
pumpin' that D 
Be in your hood screamin' f*** police 
You keep a gun and you bust for beef 

N****s say I'm focused now, they know
of England

From high on a hill came the clarion call
To gain young men, come one, come all
Make muster 'gainst the foreign hand
That's raised to the Rose
of getting by

It only takes a second to learn
It only takes a second to hurt
And it's just like love to be the hardest thing
It's just like love to be
is war
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh
Yeah n****

Bust my gun all by myself
Rock cocaine all by myself
Poured propane all
at 850 pounds; guns n' roses!

Get in the ring(x16)

This song is dedicated to all the guns n' fuckin' roses fans
Who stuck with us through all the fucking
It's in my head now
It's in my mind now
It's in my face now
It's in my brain now

City of mutants
Darken then night
Evil illusion
said I had to pay 
But to the rose in all its glory 
"Not guilty" is all that I can say 

Goodbye, sweetheart, for in the morning 
I'll meet my Maker
my home, n**** I'm gone c'mon
(C'mon) It's the Roc [Repeat: x3]
(C'mon) That's right (C'mon)
[Lenny Kravitz: x2]
Life is all about Guns
He's a little boy racer
Shooting guns on the high street of love

In a crowd it's hard to spot him, but anonymity can cost
He's never cheap â??n
of England

From high on a hill came the clarion call
To gain young men, come one, come all
Make muster 'gainst the foreign hand
That's raised to the Rose
F***ing stick n****z up, these b**** n****z touch
It's all about violence, real n****z is silenced
And know these n****z whoes guns got low mileage
one more notch on his gun

And when he turned to go 
The beautiful maiden knelt down
Where her dead sweetheart lay
And on his breast placed a rose
Jezebel...From Israel,
Who never read a book,
Charmed the literati,
And a smile was all it took.

I was laughing with Picasso,
When she first entered
Uh, uh, uh, huh
Exclusive shit
(Exclusive shit)
Yeah, who

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
'n' Roll
Dear Margaret I trusted you
Your economic growth
And your cool suntan
But what have you done to your fellow man
You've betrated us all
you were wearing my

T-Shirt right there 
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh Ooh So Hot 
Still got it up in my head you were moving
Parading illusion someone's using, most amusing

Will you dance? Will you dance?
Smell of caviar and roses
Teach your children all the poses
gangsters at coo never sweat under the gun
Where the f*** my Mistress at at c*** back ready to pop something
Since you n****z all about frontin let's how
by emotion
'Cause I see it in the tear
That you hide
Girl I don't want you to go
'N I don't need you to know
If forever is a part of your life