"Wasted Youth" as written by and Jim Steinman....
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 combination of the right power chords
And the precise angel from which to strike!

The guitar bled for about a week afterwords
And the blood was zoot, dark and rich, like wild berry's
The blood of the guitar was Chuck Berry red
The guitar bled for about a week afterwords
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
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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"Wasted Youth" as written by Ric Browde Joe Almeida

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    General Commentthis is the cooolest thing i've ever heard. me and my best friend used to listen to it and laugh our asses off, in the morning before school when we were in junior high.
    jaxgrrlon May 05, 2002   Link
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    General Commentthis is just the begining.......wheres the rest of it...like the full song not just the intro
    __nfg_on July 05, 2002   Link
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    General Commentthe song that follows is called Everything Louder Than Everything Else, this isn't an intro for the song, but a good warm up nonetheless...
    mlttabhon September 07, 2002   Link
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    General Commenthahahaha, i haven't heard this in ages!
    HeyPetrayon January 13, 2005   Link
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    General CommentAnd a voice like a horny angel. that line makes me giggle.
    unoriginalname16on April 13, 2005   Link
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    General Comment"I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterday" is also the first line of Paradise By The Dashboard Lights, and "barely seventeen" is also a part of that song. These parallels show the two best attributes of youth, sex and rebellion.
    ZeroOneon August 12, 2005   Link
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    General CommentOh. Wow. When I was 13, I had just heard of Meatloaf and we [my sister, her friends, and I] would all listen to this and "sing" along to it. It's amazing. I was singing it the other day when I was showering, and my mom was listening to me, and when I got out she said, "what the hell are you listening to?!?" It was pretty hilarious. anywho...I think this song is amazing no matter what the meaning. i think he is trying to tell his dad about rock and roll, how bout that?
    rogues-revengeon April 23, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI sense a slight parallel to the Doors "The End." Going in to the parent's bedroom is a bit disturbing, but played to good humor by Steinman.
    Whenever there is a great song that I do not understand, I look for Jim Steinman's name. Consider "Making Love Out of Nothing at All" or "Total Eclipse of the Heart." In fact, at first I credited "Blinded By the Light" to him.
    Rick3540on March 13, 2008   Link
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    General CommentAWWWWESOME.
    katttieon September 22, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThis set of lines is a euphanism for puberty and discovering masturbation


    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 so 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
    Jaded And Burnedon January 28, 2009   Link

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