Lyrics Treat Yo Mama - John Butler Trio

Treat Yo Mama

Don’t call me hippy cause the way that I look
Cause I got a recipe and you know I can cook
And I come forth with only good intent
You know I am Heaven bound but I’m surely hell bent
On getting the job done like I know I should
Get the job done like my momma told me to
Only one thing can remember she said
You gotta earn all of your respect
And I don’t care what race or what colour or what creed
All that shit don’t bother me
Only one thing that you should not forget
You gotta treat you mama wit respect
And I don’t care what fashion the styling of yo hair
I don’t care about the car or the clothes you do wear
Only one thing that you should not forget
You gotta treat yo mama with respect
I got a couple of friends up in a tree in North-Cliff
You know they’re doing their part
You know they’re doing their bit
Trying to save our Mother from all this greed
You know they know what she wants
You know they know what she needs
I got a couple of Sista’s in South Australia
Stopping the Uranium from coming up
Oh yeah man you know they know what she need
They’re stopping all of that Government Corporate Greed!