Letra de Love And Death And An American Guitar (Live)
Rory Dodd Mr. Paul Brands on keyboard On bass, Mr. Steve Buslowe On drums, Joe Stefko The brothers Kulick, Bobby, Bruce Killa Prettyboy I'm Meat LoafWell, I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterday I was barely 17, 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 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 but it rung out beautifully And I was able to play notes that I had never even heard beforeFriday night, Friday night You're at home, you're in front of your TV You're listening to you're radio You're in you're chair, you're up, you're out of you're chair You're pacing the floor, you're pacing the floor Got blood in your left hand, got blood in your right hand Begins to go numb, the blood in your feet The blood in your feet begins to go numbThe blood in your head, the blood, the blood, the blood The blood in your head begins to pulse, begins to pulse You're not quite sure, you're not quite sure of the situation You don't know if you can handle it You don't know if you if you are in control of yourself You're not quite sure, you're not quite sure ofYou begin to pulse, pulse and pulse You think, you think, you think you're going crazy You begin to pulse, and pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse Pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse, ahh You're all revved up with no place to go All revved upWell, I was nothing but a lonely boy Looking for something new And you were nothing but a lonely girl But you were something, something like a dream come true I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block When I played my guitar I made you-