Karaoké My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama The Mothers of Invention

You know your mama and your daddy

Sayin' 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 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 he 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 he makes me mad