Original: Guns n roses   --      Take me down   To the paradise city   Where the grass is green   And the girls are pretty   Oh, won't you please take me home   Yeah      Just a' urchin   livin' under the street   I'm a hard case   that's tough to beat   I'm your charity case   So buy me somethin' to eat   I'll pay you at another time   Take it to the end of the line      Ragz to richez or so they say   Ya gotta-keep pushin'   for the fortune and fame   It's all a gamble   When it's just a game   Ya treat it like a capital crime   Everybody's doin' their time      Take me down   To the paradise city   Where the grass is green   And the girls are pretty   Oh, won't you please take me home   Take me down   To the paradise city   Where the grass is green   And the girls are pretty   Take me home   Yeah!      Strapped in the chair   of the city's gas chamber   Why I'm here I can't quite remember   The surgeon general says   it's hazardous to breathe   I'd have another cigarette   but I can't breathe   Tell me who you're gonna believe      Take me down   To the paradise city   Where the grass is green   And the girls are pretty   Oh, won't you please take me home   Take me down   To the paradise city   Where the grass is green   And the girls are pretty   Take me home   Yeah