My Guitar Wants To Kill Your Mama - Frank Zappa

You know, your mama and your daddy

Saying I’m no good to you

They call me dirty from the alley

Till I don’t know what to do

I get so tired of sneakin' around

Just to get to your back door

I crawled past the garbage and

Your mama jumped out, screamin'

«Don't come back no more»

I can’t take it My guitar wants to kill your mama

My guitar wants to kill your mama

My guitar wants to burn your dad

I get real mean when it makes me mad

Later I tried to call you

Your mama told me you weren’t there

She told me don’t bother to call again

Unless I cut off all my hair

I get so tired of sneakin' around

Just to get to your back door

I crawled past the garbage and

Your mama jumped out, screamin'

«Don't come back no more»

Later I tried to call you

Your mama told me you weren’t there

She told me don’t bother to call again

Unless I cut off all my hair

I get so tired of sneakin' around

Just to get to your back door

I crawled past the garbage and

Your mama jumped out, screamin'

«Don't come back no more»

My guitar wants to kill your mama

My guitar wants to kill your mama

My guitar wants to burn your dad

I get real mean when it makes me mad