Mama's Kitchen - Raffi

Mama’s kitchen got no dress code

You just come and you eat your fill, yeah, yeah yeah yeah

Mama’s kitchen got no colour code

You come in your native skin, hey hey hey

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, yeah, mm mm mm mm

And the spoils go to the greedy

Spoilin' horizon’s sky, sky high

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 got no dress code

You just come and you eat your fill, yeah, yeah yeah yeah

Mama’s kitchen got no colour code

You 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 learned?

Hey hey hey yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah