[spoken]:
 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 stradacaster
 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 stradacaster
 But I do remember that it wasn't at all easy
 It required the perfect combination of the right power chords
 And the precise angle from which to strike
 The guitar bled for about a week afterward
 And the blood was ugh 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
 Smashed it against the hood of a car
 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
 Mummy and daddy were sleeping in the moonlight
 Slowly I opened the door, creeping in the shadows
 Right upto 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 ya think you're doin'?
 That's no way to treat an expensive musical instrument!"
 And I said: "God dammit daddy!
 You know I love you, but you got a hell of a lot to learn about rock an' roll"
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