Something In The Way [live at São Paulo, Brazil, 16.01.1993.]
Underneath the toll bridge I refuse to pay my tax And the Limeys will invent All the fish and chips to [?] And the greases seep through my lower intestines I wish I could have sex with journalist [?]
Something in the way
I could shit on stage, and you would eat it up My best friend is bret michaels, from poison He wrote a rock epic, called the crown of thorns I would like to compare Guns N' Roses to Led Zeppelin