My Welcome Mat

I’ve got friends that love the pope
And friends that love their dope
Guess we’re all just trying to find a higher place

I’ve got friends that fit the mold
And friends that dance on poles
in my living room, ain’t no one out of place

My welcome mat
Don’t care if you’re white or black
Don’t care if you’re thin or fat
It ain’t there to judge all that
My heart is an open door
Don’t care if you’re rich or poor
Ain’t the world just a big front porch
Anyway?

I’ve got friends that paid for fake ones
and some happy with what God gave ‘em
They can all hang out in my house, any day

I’ve got friends that love their babies
And some still single in their 80’s
Yeah we’re all a little crazy, but that’s OK

Cause my welcome mat
Don’t care if you’re white or black
Don’t care if you’ve got two dads
It ain’t there to judge all that
My heart is an open door
Don’t care if you’re rich or poor
Ain’t the world just a big front porch
Anyway?

We all laugh at different jokes
And paint with different strokes
But we all look the same from 10,000 feet above
And we all need love
We all need love

So my welcome mat
Don’t care if you’re white or black
Blue, red, or Republi-crat
It don’t give a damn ‘bout that
My heart is an open door
Don’t care if you’re rich or poor
Ain’t the world just a big front porch
Anyway?
From my welcome mat

I’ve got friends that love the pope
And friends that love their dope
Guess we’re all just trying to find a higher place