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Lyrics for 'Objects In The Rear View Mirror May Appear Closer Than They Are' by 'Meat Loaf'
Wasted Youth
Wasted Youth
I Remember Everything!
I Remember Everything Little Thing, As If It Happened 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 Combanation Of The Right Power Chords
And The Percise Angel From Which To Strike!
The Guitar Bled For About A Week Afterwords
And The Blood Was Zoot, Dark And Rich, Like Wild Berrys
The Blood Of The Guitar Was Chuck Berry Red
The Guitar Bled For About A Week Afterwords
But It Rung Out Beautifly
And I Was Able To Play Notes That I Had Never Even Heard Before
So I Took My Guitar
And I Smashed It Aganist The Wall
I Smashed It Aganist The Floor
I Smashed It Aganist The Body Of A Varisty Cheerleader
Smashed It Aganist The Hood Of A Car
Smasned It Aganist A 1981 Harley-davaidson
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 Center Of The Bed
My Father Woke Up, Screaming "stop!"
"wait A Minute. Stop It Boy. What Do You Think Your Doing?"
"that's No Way To Treat An Expensive Musical Instrument"
And I Said, "god Damn It Daddy,"
"you Know I Love You, But You've Got A Hell Of A Lot To Learn About Rock N' Roll"
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