Now Stevie, now don′t be nervous, honey, ok?

I'm gonna go in and I′m gonna introduce you and then you're gonna come in with your guitar and you're gonna play that nice, nice music you were telling me aboutAnd while you′re doing that, I′ll be sitting in the back of the room

We'll have such a good time, so don′t be nervous honey

It will relax everybody and we'll be so happy

I′m gonna go now, I'll introduce you, ok?

Heads up. Now you kids you, all of you, calm down

That′s good, ok

Everyone in your own seats, that's good. Ok

Now, little Stevie Vai is going to play a composition on the guitar

He wrote it all by himself

Ok. Stevie, bring your three friends up, they can play with you

That Stevie Vai, what a nice little boy

I wrote this song for all my friends

When I grow up, I'm gonna be a famous rock ′n′ roll guitar player

Love it, eh, he, he, go ahead

And that is my whammy bar. And it's gonna be loud

Don′t you think that's a bit loud? Boys!

It′s getting to loud! You're getting out of control, boys

Stevie, now calm down class, calm down. Mr. Vai, you′ve gotta turn it down

What did you say, you want me to turn it down? You mean down like this

That sounds like noise, Mr Vai, and I want it stopped. You all got detention

Uh, oh, here comes trouble

Ayy, Vai, are you outta your mind? You guys, ya don't back off

You must be crazy. I'm gonna flip out, I′m telling you

If this is my final flip out, you guys are gonna go with me

Ah, shut up

Will you two stop dancing like that

Frankie, leave that girl alone. We′re not gonna have another incident like Mildred

Come here to me

Vai, don't you hear me?

Come here you little snit

Wait ′till I get my hands, don't run away

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Vai. Knock it off. Get off my desk

Hey Andrea, check this out

Oh, Stevie, you promised me you′d play nice music

People out of control, dancing on the desks, playing with girls

That awful noise just makes people go wild

You gotta turn that music down, Stevie, please

I'm fearless in my heart

They will always see that in my eyes

I am the passion

I am the warfare

I will never stop

Always constant, accurate, intense

Mark my words, you′ll never amount to anything, Steve Vai

You'll see, you'll be a bum, in the streets

A bum, that′s it, a bum

I thought you were such a nice little boy

You know what? Your mean, you got a mean, nasty, vicious streak

Why don′t you just quit school? Move to California with all those other bums

Go, that's where you belong, with all those crazies out in California

Maybe you′ll become famous, ha

That's the funniest thing I′ve ever heard

You, famous? With that noise? ha, I'll see you in jail. Give me a break, Stevie, stop it

You′ll see, mark my words