Just played some real superfast mean guitar
Can still do that when tired as I have been
Tired as I've been, my guitar gets real far
My guitar's the star, it is no has-been
Though it has been slow, it is now so mean
You know what I mean, Harry? It's very
Go-go, it goes very far, it's unseen
It's over the hills, far away, query
It's whereabouts, have you seen it, Harry?
It doesn't tarry, doesn't spout words, blah
I'm married to its spirit, she's my queen
It's in top gear, it screams, there's no theory
It's noise annoys me not, shines like a star
One day we'll go out and we'll reign supreme
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