you can hook up with what you need
or take it eventually
you can have anything you want but you better not take it from me...
- Axl Rose.
Who also wrote -
Don't Damn Me
Guns 'n'Roses
© 1991.
(We'll see how long this stays up on Youtube - obviously it's copyright infringement and Youtube keeps cleaning them out - but as one poster pleaded in the comments "how can this NOT help promote G'nRoses!" - Just think about being so pissed off you're nine secons shy of a stroke and realizing you can crank this up and thrash like a lunatic until you exhaust youself - sure would be preferable to lock and load, wouldn't you think?)
(notice at the end Axl says into the fade out..."all right! that sucked! (so he did not like the take that wound up on the album)
Don't damn me When I speak of piece of mind
'Cause silence isn't golden When
I'm holding it inside
'Cause I've been where I have been
An I've seen
what I have seen
I put the pen to the paper
'Cause it's all a part of me
Be it a song or casual conversation
To hold my tongue speaks Of
quiet reservations
Your words once heard They can place you in a faction
My words may disturb But at least there's a reaction
Sometimes I
wanna kill
Sometimes I wanna die
Sometimes I wanna destroy
Sometimes I wanna cry
Sometimes I could get even
Sometimes I
could give up
Sometimes I could give
Sometimes I never give a f...k
It's only for a while
I hope you understand
I never wanted this
to happen
Didn't want to be a man
So I hid inside my world
I took
what I could find
I cried when I was lonely
I fell down when I was blind
But don't damn me When I speak of piece of mind
'Cause silence isn't
golden When I'm holding it inside
'Cause I've been where I have been
An
I've seen what I have seen
I put the pen to the
paper 'Cause it's all a part of me
How can I ever
satisfy you
An how can I ever make you see
That deep inside we're all
somebody
An it don't matter who you wanna be
But now I gotta
smile...I hope you comprehend
For this man can say it happened 'cause this
child has been condemned
So I stepped into your world
I kicked you in the mind
An I'm the only witness to the nature of my crime
But look at what we've done To the innocent and young
Whoa listen to who's talking
'Cause we're not the only ones
The trash collected by the eyes And dumped
into the brain
Said it tears into our conscious thoughts You tell me who's
to blame
I know you don't wanna hear me cryin'
An I know you don't
wanna hear me deny
That your satisfaction lies in your illusions
But your delusions are yours and not mine
We take for
granted we know the whole story
We judge a book by its cover and read what
we want
Between selected lines...
Don't hail me and
don't idolize the ink
Or I've failed in my intentions
Can you
find the missing link?
Your only validation is living your own life
Vicarious existence is a f...ing waste of time
So I
send this song to the offended
I said what I meant and I've
never pretended
As so many others do intending just to please
If
I damned your point of view Could you turn the other cheek?
But don't damn me When I speak of piece of mind
'Cause silence isn't golden When I'm holding it inside
'Cause I've been where I have been
An I've seen what I have seen
I put the pen to the paper 'Cause it's all a part of me
Don't damn me
I said don't damn me
I said don't hail me
Don't damn me
Now my life looks as much like Axl Rose in the sense that....well, it doesn't at all. So how does a once notoriously famous millionaire with a wicked temper write a song that a broken recluse with not much money can identify with?
Oh, yeah....the temper.
So I'm going to ask our new readers to start at the chronological beginning of this story to get an idea of how I arrived here. I'm trying to build something coherent and easy(er)to follow, but I'm rarely coherent or easy to follow...so for those who have inspired me by suggesting my thoughts are provocative and enjoyable to read, I'll leave it to you to figure out some framework that makes more sense and I'll give you a cut of my royalties, which are currently zero.
I thank you for the inspiration, but realize that now I want to slap you for calling my bluff and putting all the pressure on me to actually give people what I was hoping they would ask me for. So thanks...
If anyone knows how I change the formatting from strictly chronological to some kind of subject index, please let me know. I know just enough about most things to know how to misuse them and rarely as they were intended...
Thank you for making this tree who fell in the forest have a reason to blow raspberries at the Zen buddhists who ask that damn riddle about whether or not I made a noise. Well someone heard me now...so it's no longer my problem.
Ha!
