FRANK ZAPPA MY GUITAR WANTS TO KILL YOUR MAMA (A LYRICS

 
A & R Studios, NYC
June, 1969

FZ--lead guitar/vocal
Roy Estrada--bass
Don Preston--keyboards/electronics
Ian Underwood--alto sax
Bunk Gardner--tenor sax
Motorhead Sherwood--baritone sax
Jimmy Carl Black--drums
Arthur Dyer Tripp III--drums

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 (ay!)

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"
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 (ay!)