So near and yet so far
Posted by Johnnie
As if we needed any more proof that genius is a fickle mistress, elusive and intermitent, I present Guns ‘N Roses’ Sweet Child O’ Mine:
She’s got eyes of the bluest skies / As if they thought of rain.
Brilliant. That’s a fantastic lyric. There are people who would die happy if they wrote a lyric half that good. What have you got next for us, Axl?
I hate to look into those eyes / And see an ounce of pain.
Ow. Sorry. You were doing so well, too. Next!
Not many people have heard Axl Rose’s original lyrics for this verse, which were cut at the request of Geffen Records (and the rest of the band):
She’s got eyes of the bluest skies / As if they thought of rain / I hate to look into those eyes / And see an ounce of pain / Metric weighing vexes her / And makes her head go “ouch” / I want to make the sex with her / Upon our tour bus couch. / Ooh, yeah, baby / Lick my love pump, etc.
“Must make it rhyme! Else it’s not poetry!“