Friday 22 August 2008

64. Summer Of ‘88

Somehow
somewhere
out there
it happened:

it was
like someone
flicked
a switch

overnight
on tour
we became
famous

started
outselling
headliners
Aerosmith

knocked
Leppard
off the
top spot

gold
records
and
champagne

bigger
limo’s
bigger
planes

fuller
tits
tighter
asses

none of
which
meant
jack

compared
to jamming
‘Mama Kin’
with

Steven
Tyler
Joe
Perry

and the
rest of
those
guys

who
made us
what
we are.

And what
exactly
are
we?

Well
collectively
we’re
Guns N’

fucking
Roses
but
individually

I
have
no
clue.






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