Graham Burkum - Mother Cobra lyrics

Well you showed up with the ransom Handed it to the one With her knife up to your girl's neck And you had to leave your weapon The letterhead said no guns Or a knife into your girl's neck Mother! Mom.. You can chalk it up to a lesson Now that you've had your fun You ain't asking any questions Oh the legend ain't worth testing You're staring right at the sun And the pressure is a-pressing Mother.. Mom Mother.. Mom Mother Mom Cobra, Mother Cobra Mom Cobra, Mother Cobra Well she's a Mom Cobra, Mother Cobra Mom Cobra, Mother Cobra Mom Cobra, Mother Cobra