Mama's Theme Song
Mama's kitchen got no dress code
You just come and eat your fill
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mama's kitchen got no color code
Come in your native skin
Mama's kitchen got no borders,
it's everywhere you turn,
turn, turn, turn, turn.
Mama's kitchen got no dress code,
isn't it time we learned, hey, hey, hey.
No politics on mama's menu,
on the left page or the right.
Food enough for each human belly,
in the heart, within its sight.
Mama's kitchen for the needy,
serves a piece of planet pie.
An d the spoils
go to the greedy,
spoiling horizon sky,
sky high.
No politics on mama's menu,
on the left page or the right.
Food enough for each human belly,
in the hearts within its sight.
Mama's kitchen got no dress code,
you just come and eat your fill,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mama's kitchen got no color code,
come in your native skin,
hey, hey, hey.
Mama's kitchen got no borders,
it's everywhere you turn,
everywhere you turn, turn,
turn, turn.
Mama's kitchen got no dress code,
isn't it time we learn?
Hey, hey, hey, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah
Scooty!
Yeah, yeah,
yeah.
Scooty!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.