Momma’s House of Pain

Don't go reaching for that door
Nobody goes there anymore
You don't know what's in store
You may just start a war
Get those thoughts out of your head
Each must bury their own dead
She's gonna fill you up with lead
That's what I said
Momma's house of pain
Well that's a tough one to explain
If you think you got it bad
Well you better not complain
Momma's house of pain
There is nothing there to gain
You ain't seen your Momma mad
And you might want to refrain
From Momma's house of pain
Best consider this track
She'll see everything you lack
I can't say she'll cut you slack
You might not make it back
Don't forsake the Golden rule
Give this madness fuel
I would hesitate to be so cruel
Don't be a fool
Momma's house of pain
That's a tough one to explain
If you think you got it bad
Well you better not complain
Momma's house of pain
There is nothing there to gain
You ain't seen your Momma mad
And you might want to refrain
From Momma's house of pain
It's up to you to decide, how you live if you die
Surely this is suicide, don't go inside
I'm gonna say this one last time
You'd be wise to change your mind
But if you gonna do the crime
You'd best get in line
Momma's house of pain
Well that's a tough one to explain
If you think you got it bad
Well you better not complain
Momma's house of pain
There is nothing there to gain
You ain't seen your Momma mad
And you might want to refrain
Momma's house of pain
It's messing with my brain
You may see the wrath of God
If you pull that ball and chain
Momma's house of pain
There is nothing to attain
If you want to do what's right
You'd better just abstain
From Momma's house of pain



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher D Knox
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