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Here's some Gn'R classics..hope ya like!!!!!

 
 

Blues Guitar

 

 

here's a few songs..i'll post more soon.....

 

Civil War

"What we've got here is failure to
communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *

Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before

Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before

My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars

D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land

And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war

Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more

My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars

"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS
FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM
AS POPULAR WAR ADVANCES
PEACE IS CLOSER" **

I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war

I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway

 

Welcome to the Jungle

Welcome to the jungle
                                    We've got fun 'n' games
                                    We got everything you want
                                    Honey, we know the names
                                    We are the people that can find
                                    Whatever you may need
                                    If you got the money, honey
                                    We got your disease
                                    
                                    In the jungle
                                    Welcome to the jungle
                                    Watch it bring you to your
                                    knees, knees
                                    I wanna watch you bleed
                                    
                                    Welcome to the jungle
                                    We take it day by day
                                    If you want it you're gonna bleed
                                    But it's the price you pay
                                    And you're a very sexy girl
                                    That's very hard to please
                                    You can taste the bright lights
                                    But you won't get them for free
                                    In the jungle
                                    Welcome to the jungle
                                    Feel my, my, my serpentine
                                    I, I wanna hear you scream
                                    
                                    Welcome to the jungle
                                    It gets worse here everyday
                                    Ya learn ta live like an animal
                                    In the jungle where we play
                                    If you got a hunger for what you see
                                    You'll take it eventually
                                    You can have anything you want
                                    But you better not take it from me
                                    
                                    And when you're high you never
                                    Ever want to come down, YEAH!
                                    
                                    You know where you are
                                    You're in the jungle baby
                                    You're gonna die
                                    In the jungle
                                    Welcome to the jungle
                                    Watch it bring you to your
                                    knees, knees
                                    In the jungle
                                    Welcome to the jungle
                                    Feel my, my, my serpentine
                                    In the jungle
                                    Welcome to the jungle
                                    Watch it bring you to your
                                    knees, knees
                                    In the jungle
                                    Welcome to the jungle
                                    Watch it bring you to your
                                    It' gonna bring you down

 

Sweet Child O' Mine
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 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


 

 

 

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