More food mama, give us more food mama
Give us prawn ring mama, give us anything mama
Thank god my mum has gone to Iceland
More cash dada, give her more cash dada
Be a bit flash dada, give her more cash more
Thank god my mum has gone to Iceland
And we don't make the dough
As the ad men well know
Got no concept of your bad cash flow
And if that ain't enough
Just as life gets more tough
They bring out a new game for my nintendo
My head's popping TV window shopping
And there ain't no stopping with that ice cream topping
Thank god my mum has gone to Iceland
We want mama what you can't afford mama
And the TV pressure's aimed at your little treasures
Thank god my mum has gone to Iceland
Bleed daddy dry watch my mummy cry
And I can't stop wanting no matter how I try