Mommy, mommy, mommy
Look at your son
You might have loved me
But now I got a gun
You better stay out of my way
I think Ive had a bad day
Ive had a bad day
Ive had a bad day
Daddy, daddy, daddy
Proud of your son
Got himself a good job
Killing niggers and mexicans
Ill tell you one thing, its true
You cant find justice, itll find you
Itll find you
Itll find you
People tell policemen
Theyve met their match
Down in them desert sands
Mudhoney wont catch
Mudhoney hates policemen, yes, its true
You cant find justice, itll find you
Itll find you
Itll find you
Itll find you
Mommy, mommy
Look at your son
You might have loved me
A gun
You better stay out of my way
Ive had a bad day
Ive had a bad day
Mommy, Ive had a bad day
Mommy, Ive had a bad day
Mommy