Guns N’ Roses were a favourite band of mine before I even understood what they were singing about. I knew all the lyrics off the Appetite For Destruction tape about a week after I got it for my 12th birthday.
When I started to experience life for myself, homeless at 16, for better or for worse, I understood exactly what the songs were about, this one being no exception.
Written by Slash and Izzy, the lyrics layout the scuffle that the band had with addiction, and the lifestyle that came with it.
Mr. Brownstone | Guns N’ Roses
I get up around seven Get outta bed around nine And I don't worry about nothin' no 'Cause worryin's a waste of my, time The show usually starts around seven We go on stage at nine Get on the bus at eleven Sippin' a drink and feelin' fine We been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone He's been knockin' He won't' leave me alone No, no, no He won't leave me alone I used ta do a little but a little wouldn't do So the little got more and more I just keep tryin' ta get a little better Said a little better than before I used ta do a little but a little wouldn't do So the little got more and more I just keep tryin' ta get a little better Said a little better than before We been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone He's been knockin' He won't leave me alone No, no, no He won't leave me alone Now I get up around whenever I used ta get up on time But that old man he's a real muthafucker Gonna kick him on down the line I used ta do a little but a little wouldn't do So the little got more and more I just keep tryin' ta get a little better Said a little better than before I used ta do a little but a little wouldn't do So the little got more and more I just keep tryin' ta get a little better Said a little better than before We been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone He's been knockin' He won't leave me alone No, no no He won't leave me alone Oh leave me alone Stuck it in the middle and I shot it in the middle And it, it drove outta my mind I should've known better, said I wish I never met her Said I leave it all behind Yowsa!
These are tough times for people suffering through addictions, trying to survive the world falling around us, attempting to juggle the fear and anxiety these dark days provoke.
Thankfully I learned how to survive without the likes of fellas like Mr. Brownstone in my world, but there are many who didn’t who remain in my heart.
Praying for peace of mind to all those out there that just keep trying to do a little better than before. đź’ś
Do you have a song that you prefer off of Appetite for Destruction, or any other Guns N’ Roses albums?
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