Ev ’ry bod y’s got to (E7)love each oth er.

Stop throw in’ stones at your (E7)sis ters and your broth ers.

Man, it was n’t that (E7)long a go we were all (Am)liv ing in the (G)jun gle.

So why do we got ta

put each oth er down when there’s more than e nough love to g g go a round?

Come to ma ma.

Tell me who hurt ya.

There’s gon na be no fu ture

if we don’t fig ure this out.

Dude in a lab coat and a (E7)man of God,

(Come on to ma ma, come on to ma ma.) fought o ver pris ms and a (E7)for ty day flood.

(Come on to ma ma, come on to ma ma.)

Well, I say rain bows did more than they’ve ev er done.

So why do we got ta

fight o ver i deas?

We’re talk in’ the same old shit af ter all of these years.

Come to ma ma.

Tell me who hurt ya.

There’s gon na be no fu ture

if we don’t fig ure this out.

Oh, come to mor row,

who are you gon na fol low?

There’s gon na be no fu ture

if we don’t fig ure this out.

Psy chic gu ru catch es (E7)min nows in the har bor.

(Come on to ma ma, come on to ma ma.) Ev ’ry one tells him he should (E7)work a lit tle hard er.

(Come on to ma ma, come on to ma ma.)

They all tell you that (E7)free dom must be bought but ba by (Am)he’s al rea dy (G)caught ’em.

So why do we got ta

tell each oth er how to live?

The on ly pris ons that ex ist are ones we put each oth er in.

Come to ma if we don’t fig ure this out.

Come to ma ma.

ma.