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Intro
Verse 1
Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to he
ll.
I'm writing th
is letter and wishing
you well,
Mama, we al
l go to he
ll.
Verse 2
Oh, well, now,
Mama, we're all gonna die.
Mama, we're all gonna die.
Stop asking m
e questions, I'd h
ate to see you cry,
Mama, we're a
ll gonna d
ie.
Chorus
And when we go don't bl
ame us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bat
he us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so f
amous.
We'll never let you
go-o
oh-oo
h.
And when you go don't re
turn to
me my l
ove.
Verse 3
Mama, we're all full of lies.
Mama, we're meant for the fl
ies.
And right now they're
building a coff
in your size,
Mama, we're a
ll full of l
ies.
Bridge
Well M
other, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
You should've r
aised a baby girl,
I should've
been a better son.
If you could c
oddle the in
fection
They can a
mputate at o
nce.
You should've been
,
I could have b
een a better s
on.
And when we go don't bl
ame us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bat
he us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so f
amous.
We'll never let you
go-o
oh-oo
h.
Chorus
She said: "You ain't no
son of mine
For what you've done they're
gonna find
A place for you
And
just you mind your
manners when you
go.
And when you go, don't re
turn to
me, my
love."
That's right.
Verse 4
Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to h
ell.
It's really quite p
leasant
Except for the smell,
Mama, we al
l go to h
ell.
Bridge 2
Ma
ma,
mama,
mam
a
Ma
ma,
mama,
mam
a
Interlude
An
d if you would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing you a s
ong
But the s
hit that I've do
ne with this fu
ck of a gun,
You would cry out your
eyes all alo
ng.
We're damned after all.
Through fortune and flame
we fall.
And if you can
stay then I'll show
you the wa
y,
To r
eturn from the a
shes you ca
ll.
We all carry on
When our brothers in arms are g
one
So
raise your glass h
igh
For tomo
rrow we d
ie,
And return from the
ashes you ca
ll!
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