Perfect Crime (Live In London, Wembley Stadium - August 31, 1991) lyrics

[Spoken Word Intro]
[?], Wembley!
You wanted the best, but they didn't f*cking make it
Here's what you get, from Hollywood
Guns N' Roses!

[Intro: Matt Sorum, Axl Rose]
One, two
One, two, three, four
Oh!

[Verse 1]
Kickin' back in the shadow
Got no need for the light
Who's sorry now, old-timer?
Look at how you've spent your life

Scrounging for change to put some money in your pocket
My, how scratch does burn
Laughing at the suckers as you p*ss it away

But I got the time and I got the muscle
I got the need to lay it all on the line
I ain't afraid of your smokescreen hustle

[Chorus]
It's a perfect crime
Goddamnit, it's a perfect crime
Motherf*cker, it's a perfect crime
I said it's perfect
[Verse 2]
Keep the demons down and drag the skeletons out
I got a blind man following me in chains
He's fun to watch when the world has stopped
I think he got something to say

Wanna f*ck with me?
Don't f*ck with me
I'm what you'll be
So don't f*ck with me

If you had better sense
You'd just step aside from the

[Chorus]
Bad side of me
Don't f*ck with the bad side of me
Stay away from the bad side of me
Don't f*ck with the bad side

[Bridge]
(T minus 1:09 and counting)
Ostracized
But that's alright
I was thinking about something myself
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
Call on everybody who got last rites
Better if you locked them away
Running through the visions at the speed of light

[Chorus]
Let me be
Goddamnit, just let me be
Motherf*cker, just let me be
Don't you know you better let me

[Outro]
Perfect crime
Goddamnit, it's a perfect crime
Mother f*cker, it's a perfect crime
Perfect crime!