Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: The Graveyard Boulevard. That's My Mom.

I'm getting pissed and I'll try to explain
Hard to believe that it happened this way
One day I was out at the cemetery
And this dumb motherfucker was taking a leak
So I spun him around and prepared to fight
And I knocked his ass down with all of my might
He begged and he cried as he asked my why
I said, a??Son, you're fucking with a family guya??.

That's my momma you're pissing on
I'm keeping it clean, her gravestone
Hey, Hey, no way, you're getting out alive today

A trip to the crypt and the mausoleum

I've gotta stop cause my fist is getting numb
I guess by now, you think that you've been had
It's not over yet, cause here comes dear old dad
He whips out his belt like a man possessed
I can see what's coming, it's a bloody mess
He's half way through when he shouts out load
a??Come on son, Let's make your momma prouda??