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 I've had a bad day
 I've had a bad day
 I've had a bad day

 Daddy, daddy, daddy
 Proud of your son
 Got himself a good job
 Killing [bad word] and mexicans
 I'll tell you one thing, it's [bad word] 
 You can't find justice, it'll find you
 It'll find you
 It'll find you

 People tell policemen
 They've met their match
 Down in them desert sands
 Mudhoney won't catch
 Mudhoney hates policemen, yes, it's [bad word] 
 You can't find justice, it'll find you
 It'll find you
 It'll find you
 It'll find you

 Mommy, mommy
 Look at your son
 You might have loved me
 gun
 You better stay out of my way
 I've had a bad day
 I've had a bad day
 Mommy, I've had a bad day
 Mommy, I've had a bad day
 Mommy