Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Sweet Child O' Mine by Guns N Roses

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky

Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry

Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine

She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I'd hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain

Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder and the rain
To quietly pass me by

Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine

Where do we go?
Where do we go now?
Where do we go?
Sweet child o' mine 



Aaron Vattano said...

Well. If you are playing skeeball with your eyes shut and you play long enough. Eventually you will get a bullseye. But that don't mean you is an expert. Also this song isn't all that deep. There are thousands of songs just like this one. The yearning for times long gone. And looking for some other person to make you happy are constant themes

Velma said...

Well... the ski ball comment is very very apt considering that this is axil rose we are talking about and he likely plyed a lot of ski ball between drinking gallons of rot gut and and injecting lots of heroin. Then he went and got all high and mighty and refused to be inducted into the hall of fame. DUDE! YOUR BAND WAS NOT ALL THAT RAD! YOU WERE A FAD! NOW YOU HAVE GUARENTEED THAT NO ONE IN THIRTY YEARS WILL REMEMBER YOUR SKINNY ASS!

Aaron Vattano said...

Ummm. My band was also your band. So you just yelled at yourself. How does that feel? Ass

Velma said...

Mr. Vattano... You are an idiot. I was shouting at Axil Rose not you. I have no idea what band you are talking about. I hope to god you are not still playing for the sake of the children.

El Bastardo said...

God dammit this song pisses me off!