Transpose
0
Capo
None
Size
100%
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 a
ll go to h
ell.
Verse 2
Oh, well, now, Mama, we're all gonna die.
Mama, we're all gonna d
ie.
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-o
oh.
And when you go, don't r
eturn to
me my
love.
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 hav
e been a better son.
If you could c
oddle the infection, they can amputate at once.
You should've b
een;
I could have b
een a better s
on.
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-o
oh.
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-o
oh-o
oh.
And when you go, don't
return to
me, my l
ove."
That's right.
Verse 4
Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to h
ell.
It's really quite pleasant
Except for the smell,
Mama, we al
l go to h
ell.
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...
An
d if you would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing you a song
But the s
hit that I've done with th
is fuck of a gu
n,
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 ashes you ca
ll.
We all carry on
When our brothers in arms are g
one
So
raise your glass high
F
or tomorrow we d
ie,
And return from the
ashes you ca
ll!
1x