My Chemical Romance

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Mama, we all go to HellMama, we all go to HellI’m writing this letter and wishing you wellMama, we all go to HellOh well, now, Mama, we’re all gonna dieMama, we’re all gonna dieStop asking me questions, I’d hate to see you cryMama, we’re all gonna die

And when we go, don’t blame us, yeahWe’ll let the fires just bathe us, yeahYou made us oh so famousWe’ll never let you goAnd when you go, don’t return to me, my love

Mama, we’re all full of liesMama, we’re meant for the fliesAnd right now, they’re building a coffin your sizeMama, we’re all full of lies

Well, mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongueYou should’ve raised a baby girl, I should’ve been a better sonIf you could coddle the infection, they can amputate at onceYou should’ve been, I could have been a better son

And when we go, don’t blame us, yeahWe’ll let the fires just bathe us, yeahYou made us oh so famousWe’ll never let you go

She said, “You ain’t no son of mineFor what you’ve done, they’re gonna findA place for you and just you mind your manners when you goAnd when you go, don’t return to me, my love (that’s right)

Mama, we all go to HellMama, we all go to HellIt’s really quite pleasant except for the smellMama, we all go to Hell (two, three, four)

Mama, Mama, MamaMama, Mama, Mama, Ma

“And if you would call me your sweetheartI’d maybe then sing you a song”

But there’s shit that I’ve done with this fuck of a gunYou would cry out your eyes all alongWe’re damned after allThrough fortune and flame, we fallAnd if you can stay, then I’ll show you the wayTo return from the ashes you callWe all carry on (we all carry on)When our brothers in arms are gone (when our brothers in arms are gone)So raise your glass high, for tomorrow, we dieAnd return from the ashes you call

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