My Guitar Wants To Kill Your Mama
Frank Zappa · Strictly Commercial
They call me dirty from the alley 'til 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 mam jumped out screamin':
Don't come back no more
I can't take it!
Later I tried to call you
...
My guitar wants to kill your mama
...
My guitar wants to kill your mama! (4x)
My Guitar Wants To Kill Your Mama
Frank Zappa's "My Guitar Wants To Kill Your Mama" stands as a quintessential example of his satirical rock style, delivered here on the 1979 album *Strictly Commercial*. The track exemplifies Zappa's signature blend of complex instrumentation and biting social commentary, using the persona of a frustrated musician to critique the commercialization of art and the pressures of the music industry. Recorded with his full ensemble, the song features his characteristic rhythmic precision and vocal delivery, which often oscillates between manic energy and weary resignation. As a staple of his discography, it remains a powerful statement on the tension between artistic integrity and market demands, reflecting the broader themes found throughout his work from the late 1970s.