Motley Crue

Took a Greyhound Bus down to Heartattack and Vine
With a fistful of dreams and dimes
So far out didn't know that I was in
Had a taste for a life of slime
When push came to shove
The 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 loved 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 fuckin 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 ya walk this way
Just find some faith
Tabloid sleeze just maggots on their knees
And 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 all so enraged
And you loved us
Then you hate us
Then you loved us
We're so fuckin beautiful
Pretty little poison apples
See the scars tattooed on our face
It's your disgrace
Pretty pretty poison apples
Mama said now don't ya walk this way
Just find some faith
Blueprints for disaster
Ya better not push me cause I'll bring you to your knees
Ooh to your knees
Blueprints for disaster
Ya better not love me cause I'll bring you to your knees
Mama, to your knees
Pretty little poison apples
Mama said now don't ya walk this way
Just find some faith, faith, faith, yeah
Pretty little poison apples
Pretty pretty poison apples