My Guitar
Frank Zappa Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Frank Zappa's song "My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama" depict a rebellious young man who is in love with a girl whose parents disapprove of him. His attempts to sneak around to see her often end in arguments with her mother who he compares to garbage. This feeling of anger and frustration towards the girl's mother culminates in the provocative and violent chorus where he declares that his guitar wants to "kill your mama" and "burn your dad".


The lyrics are meant to be taken in a tongue-in-cheek manner, as Zappa was known for his outspoken and irreverent attitude towards authority figures and societal norms. The song is also notable for its unique combination of blues and rock rhythms and a dynamic guitar solo. This combination showcases Zappa's virtuosic guitar skills and his unique approach to music composition.


Overall, "My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama" is an irreverent and rebellious ballad that typifies Zappa's unique style and musical innovation.


Line by Line Meaning

You know, your mama and your daddy
I am aware of the opinions of your parents about me.


Saying I'm no good to you
They think I am not a good match for you.


They call me dirty from the alley
They call me a low-class person.


Till I don't know what to do
Their words make me feel helpless.


I get so tired of sneakin' around
I am exhausted from trying to see you secretly.


Just to get to your back door
I have to go through difficult paths to reach to you.


I crawled past the garbage
I had to crawl through dirty places to meet you.


And your mama jumped out, screamin'
Your mom caught me and yelled at me.


"Don't come back no more"
She warned me not to come back again.


I can't take it
I am fed up with their treatment.


My guitar wants to kill your mama
I am feeling so angry that I wish my guitar could hurt your mom.


My guitar wants to kill your mama
I am feeling so angry that I wish my guitar could hurt your mom.


My guitar wants to burn your dad
I am so angry at your dad that I wish my guitar could set him on fire.


I get real mean when it makes me mad
My anger causes me to become vicious.


Later I tried to call you
I tried to contact you again.


Your mama told me you weren't there
Your mom informed me that you were not available.


She told me don't bother to call again
She asked me not to try to contact you in the future.


Unless I cut off all my hair
Unless I change myself drastically.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Frank Zappa

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@gastonlizarraga370

Tu mama y tu papa 
You know, your mama and your daddy 

Diciendo que no soy bueno para ti 
Saying I'm no good to you 

Me llaman sucio desde el callejón 
They call me dirty from the alley 

Hasta que no se que hacer 
Till I don't know what to do 

Me canso tanto de escabullirme 
I get so tired of sneakin' around 

Solo para llegar a tu puerta de atrás 
Just to get to your back door 

Me arrastré pasando la basura y tu mamá saltó 
I crawled past the garbage and your mama jumped out 

Screamin '"No vuelvas más" 
Screamin' "Don't come back no more" 

No puedo soportarlo
I can't take it

Mi guitarra quiere matar a tu mamá 
My guitar wants to kill your mama 

Mi guitarra quiere matar a tu mamá 
My guitar wants to kill your mama 

Mi guitarra quiere quemar a tu papá 
My guitar wants to burn your dad 

Me pongo muy mal cuando me enoja
I get real mean when it makes me mad

Más tarde intenté llamarte 
Later I tried to call you 

Tu mamá me dijo que no estabas allí 
Your mama told me you weren't there 

Ella me dijo que no se moleste en volver a llamar 
She told me don't bother to call again 

A menos que me corte todo el pelo 
Unless I cut off all my hair 

Me canso tanto de escabullirme 
I get so tired of sneakin' around 

Solo para llegar a tu puerta de atrás 
Just to get to your back door 

Me arrastré pasando la basura y tu mamá saltó 
I crawled past the garbage and your mama jumped out 

Screamin '"No vuelvas más"
Screamin' "Don't come back no more"

Mi guitarra quiere matar a tu mamá 
My guitar wants to kill your mama 

Mi guitarra quiere matar a tu mamá 
My guitar wants to kill your mama 

Mi guitarra quiere quemar a tu papá 
My guitar wants to burn your dad 

Me pongo muy mal cuando me enoja
I get real mean when it makes me mad



@smokinjz

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



All comments from YouTube:

@zippoboy00

One of the most beautiful (and random) acoustic guitar solos ever

@jamesmcfadden8708

No one could have done it better!

@tumultegrayscale3847

With some kind of turkish vibe to my ears.

@francisjo3

improv is not random

@urmum--

one of the most musically perplexing and surreal albums that just so happens to have one of the best rock songs ever. incredible stuff.

@johnrandall125

Frank Zappa and Nikola Tesla were never seen in the same room together! FACT!

@markt5086

They have been recently

@myearsloveit

i put trekking devices in their cookie-dusters

@user-cs6up8eq7s

🤪🤪

@Wspsportsfan

This is one of the best rock songs ever made .

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