My Mama

My mama's in a wheelchair now
But she’ll get out and run
My mama raises her eyebrow
High like she raised her son
My mama carries all them bombs
That she was born among
You don’t wanna mess with my...

My mama’s not an old time nun
Though the time she comes from's hard
My mama's got a quick draw tongue
And a titan size of heart
She gives you hot steam food
And a soup of greens she grew
There is love in all the things she do

And I will come visit you
I will bring fruit and games
I will come any time you call
I will come visit you
I will bring fruit and games
I will come anytime

My mama's in a wheelchair now
But she’ll get out and run
My mama raises her eyebrow
High like she raised her son
My mama carries all them bombs
That she was born among
You don’t wanna mess with my...

My mama is a song of praise
And a daft old nonsense song
My mama swings a Vorpal Blade
And the jubjub day's undone
My mama by the tumtum tree
With a gorgeous summer's mind
My mama’s only five foot two
But she rolls like nine foot nine

My mama’s in a wheelchair now
But she’ll get out and run
My mama raises her eyebrow
High like she raised her son
My mama carries all them bombs
That she was born among
You don’t wanna mess with my...

So go on
Take that ladder, check that ladder
Clip that ladder and climb
Take that ladder, check that ladder
Clip that ladder and climb
Take that ladder, check that ladder
Clip that ladder and climb
No, mama, don’t pay that woman no mind
No mind

My mama's in a wheelchair now
But she’ll get out and run
My mama raises her eyebrow
High like she raised her son
My mama carries all them bombs
That she was born among
You don’t wanna mess with my...