Lirik Lagu Wasted Youth - Meat Loaf
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Wasted youth! Wasted youth![spoken]:I remember everything!I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterdayI was barely seventeen, and I once killed a boy with a Fender guitarI don't remember if it was a telecaster or a stradacasterBut I do remember that it had a heart of chrome and a voice like a horny angelI don't remember if it was a telecaster or a stratacasterBut I do remember that it wasn't at all easyIt required the perfect combination of the right power chordsAnd the precise angle from which to strikeThe guitar bled for about a week afterwardAnd the blood was sough dark and rich, like wild berriesThe blood of the guitar was Chuck Berry redThe guitar bled for about a week afterward, but it rung out beautifullyAnd I was able to play notes that I had never even heard beforeSo I took my guitar, and I smashed it against the wallI smashed it against the floorI smashed it against the body of a varsity cheerleaderSmashed it against the hood of a carSmashed it against a 1981 Harley DavidsonThe Harley howled in pain, the guitar howled in heatAnd I ran up the stairs to my parents' bedroomMummy and daddy were sleeping in the moonlightSlowly I opened the door, creeping in the shadowsRight upto the foot of their bedI raised the guitar high above my headAnd just as I was about to bring the guitar crashing downupon the centre of the bed, my father woke up, screaming " Stop!""Wait a minute! Stop it boy! What do ya think you're doin'?That's no way to treat an expensive musical instrument!"And I said: "God damn it daddy!You know I love you, but you got a hell of a lot to learn about rock 'n roll"
