Текст песни (Слова песни) - "My Guitar Wants To Kill Your Mama" (Frank Zappa)
You know, your momma and your daddy Saying I'm no good for 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 crawl past the garbage and Your momma jumps 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 momma told me you weren't there She told me: "Don't bother to call again" 'Less I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin' around Just to get to your back door I crawl past the garbage and Your momma jumps out, screamin' "Don't come back no more"
Later I tried to call you Your momma told me you weren't there She told me: "Don't bother to call again" 'Less I cut off all my hair I get so tired of sneakin' around Just to get to your back door I crawl past the garbage and Your momma jumps 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
