Mommy, Mommy, MommynLook at your sonnYou might have loved menBut now I got a gunnYou better stay out of my waynI think I've had a bad daynI've had a bad daynI've had a bad daynnDaddy, Daddy, DaddynProud of your sonnGot himself a good jobnKilling niggers and MexicansnI'll tell you one thing, it's truenYou can't find justice, it'll find younIt'll find younIt'll find younnPeople tell policemennThey've met their matchnDown in them desert sandsnMudhoney won't catchnMudhoney hates policemen, yes, it's truenYou can't find justice, it'll find younIt'll find younIt'll find younIt'll find younnMommy, MommynLook at your sonnYou might have loved me...a gunnYou better stay out of my waynI've had a bad daynI've had a bad daynMommy, I've had a bad daynMommy, I've had a bad daynMommy