Like a lovely old girl, that's how she looks:
She is kissing her kids of now to bed.
Then she looks around and takes her box.
Bullets in the gun, she hits the neighbour-hood.
When the sun is gone and you look down a loaded gun,
Then you know mad mom is on the run.
She is steeling stuff away, though she knows it's not okay,
But she needs it for s**, Drugs & Rock 'n Roll.
Now you're shouting for help, but it's too late
Feel her fist crashing down, money away!
Lying on the ground so desperate, if you want revenge,
Seek her on the Punk - Rock - Shows this night!