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Meat Loaf - Wasted Youth lyrics
[All spoken by Jim Steinman] I remember everything! I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterday. I was barely seventeen and I once killed a boy with a Fender guitar I don't remember if it was a Telecaster or a Stratocaster, but I do remember that it had a heart of chrome and a voice like a horny angel! I don't remember if it was a Telecaster or a Stratocaster, but I do remember that it wasn't at all easy. It required the perfect combination of the correct power chords, and the precise angle from which to strike. The guitar bled for a week afterward and the blood was - ooh - dark and rich like wild berries. The blood of the guitar was Chuck Berry red. The guitar bled for about a week afterward but it rung out beautifully, and I was able to play notes that I had never even heard before. So, I took my guitar and I smashed it against the wall, I smashed it against the floor, I smashed it against the body of a varsity cheerleader, I smashed it against the hood of a car, I smashed it against a 1981 Harley Davidson. The Harley howled in pain. The guitar howled in heat. And I ran up the stairs to my parents' bedroom. Mommy and Daddy were sleeping in the moonlight. Slowly I opened the door, creeping in the shadows, right up to the foot of their bed. I raised the guitar high above my head, and just as I was about to bring the guitar crashing down upon the centre of the bed, my father woke up screaming: "Stop! Wait a minute! Stop it boy! What do you think you're doing? That's no way to treat an expensive musical instrument!" And I said "God dammit Daddy! You know I love you, but you've got a hell of a lot to learn about rock and roll!" |
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