You don't half *** guitar,
Me and Bob Dylan, like a holy rolling stone,
You've gone too far,
It's not about the strings,
The C Major or D flat,
It's the character in the music,
All the things you lack,
Have you ever wept with a guitar,
And felt it tremble under your touch,
The last time I played was after being molested,
I didn't want to use it as a crutch,
Make it feel ***** & cheap,
Like me.