John Butler Treat Yo Mama Lyrics

Don't call me a 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 mama told me too
Only one thing can remember she said
You gotta earn all of the respect

And I don't care what race or what colour or what creed
All that s___ don't bother me
Only one thing that you should not forget
You gotta treat yo mama with respect
And I don't care what fashion, or the styling of your hair
I don't care about the car or the clothes you do wear.
One thing that you should not forget
You gotta treat yo mama with respect

Treat yo mama with respect
Ya better treat yo mama with respect,
Slap you upside down the head
Ya don't treat yo mama with respect (chorus x2)

I got a couple of friends up in a tree in Northcliff
you know they're doing their part you know they're doing their bit
Trying to save our Mother for 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 yeh man you know they know what she needs
They're stopping all of that government corporate greed.