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 you're 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 and roll!