[00:02.78]Wasted youth
[00:05.59]Wasted youth
[00:15.24]I remember everything
[00:18.07]I remember everything little thing as if it happened yesterday
[00:23.23]I was barely seventeen and i once killed a boy with a fender guitar
[00:29.01]I don＇t remember if it was a telecaster or a stratocaster
[00:33.08]But i do remember that it had a heart of chrome and a voice like a horny angel
[00:41.57]I don＇t remember if it was a telecaster or a stratocaster
[00:44.22]But i do remember that it wasn＇t at all easy
[00:49.31]It required the perfect combanation of the right power chords
[00:51.56]And the percise angel from which to strike
[00:57.72]The guitar bled for about a week afterwords
[00:59.62]And the blood was zoot dark and rich like wild berrys
[01:07.28]The blood of the guitar was chuck berry red
[01:11.81]The guitar bled for about a week afterwords
[01:13.56]But it rung out beautifly
[01:18.09]And i was able to play notes that i had never even heard before
[01:25.98]So i took my guitar
[01:29.00]And i smashed it aganist the wall
[01:32.80]I smashed it aganist the floor
[01:35.04]I smashed it aganist the body of a varisty cheerleader
[01:38.70]Smashed it aganist the hood of a car
[01:40.83]Smasned it aganist a 1981 harley-davaidson
[01:42.15]The harley howled in pain
[01:45.61]The guitar howled in heat
[01:48.56]And i ran up the stairs to my parents bedroom
[01:53.61]Mommy and daddy were sleeping in the moonlight
[01:58.87]Slowly i opened the door
[02:01.37]Creeping in the shadows right up to the foot of their bed
[02:05.14]I raised the guitar high above my head
[02:08.37]And just as i was about to bring the guitar crashing down upon the center of the bed
[02:13.32]My father woke up screaming ＂stop ＂
[02:16.08]＂wait a minute stop it boy what do you think your doing ＂
[02:22.86]＂that＇s no way to treat an expensive musical instrument＂
[02:27.03]And i said ＂god damn it daddy ＂
[02:32.55]＂you know i love you but you＇ve got a hell of a lot to learn about rock n＇ roll＂