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The Mothers of Invention - Weasels Ripped My Flesh - My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama
Weasels Ripped My Flesh
01. Didja Get Any Onya?
02. Directly From My Heart to You
03. Prelude to the Afternoon of a Sexually Aroused Gas Mask
04. Toads of the Short Forest
05. Get a Little
06. The Eric Dolphy Memorial Barbeque
07. Dwarf Nebula Processional March & Dwarf Nebula
08. My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama
09. Oh No
10. The Orange County Lumber Truck
11. Weasels Ripped My Flesh
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