Mother is the hydrogen and Mother is the star.

She falls it all together to make us what we are.

She makes the heavy elements and thows them all around,

to make the rocky planets with soil on the ground.

She scatters the indgredients across the planet Earth.

Assembling them with sunlight to give us all our birth.

Mother is the hydrogen and Mother is the star.

She falls it all together to make us what we are.

She shines the Sun on all these plants; the oxygen is waste.

We munch the plants and huff and puff, and run around in haste.

But we, poor dears, so mean of heart assume we're in the know,

And thinking we can manage, fail to see Who runs the show.

Mother is the hydrogen and Mother is the star.

She falls it all together to make us what we are.