One in a Million Lyrics by Guns N’ Roses is a newly released English song produced by Mike Clink. The latest song One in a Million lyrics are written by Axl Rose. The song was published on November 29, 1988.
One in a Million Song Details:
| Song: | One in a Million |
| Singer(s): | Guns N’ Roses |
| Produced by: | Mike Clink |
| Written by: | Axl Rose |
One in a Million Lyrics
Guess I needed some time to get away
I needed some peace of mind, some peace of mind that’ll stay
So, I thumbed it down to 6th in L.A
Maybe a Greyhound could be my way
Police and niggers, that’s right, get out of my way
Don’t need to buy none of your gold chains today
Now, don’t need no bracelets clamped in front of my back
Just need my ticket, ’til then, won’t you cut me some slack?
You’re one in a million, yeah, that’s what you are
You’re one in a million, babe, you’re a shooting star
Maybe someday we’ll see you before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you, but you were much too high
Much too high, much too high, much too high
Immigrants and faggots, they make no sense to me
They come to our country and think they’ll do as they please
Like start some mini Iran, or spread some fucking disease
They talk so many God damn ways, it’s all Greek to me
Well, some say I’m lazy and others say that’s just me
Some say I’m crazy, I guess I’ll always be
But, it’s been such a long time since I knew right from wrong
It’s all the means to and end, I-I keep it moving along
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
You’re one in a million, yeah, you’re a shooting star
You’re one in a million, babe, you know that you are
Maybe some day we’ll see you before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you, but you were much too high
Much too high, much too high, much too high, oh
Radicals and racists, don’t point your finger at me
I’m a small town white boy just trying to make ends meet
Don’t need your religion, don’t watch that much TV
Just making my living, baby, well, that’s enough for me
You’re one in a million, yeah, you know that you are
You’re one in a million, babe, you’re a shooting star
Maybe someday we’ll see you before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you, but you were much too high
Much too high, much too high, oh, much too high
Much too high, much too high, much too high
Much too high, much too high, much too high