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Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to h
ell.
I'm wr
iting this let
ter and wishing you w
ell,
Mama, we al
l go to hell.
Oh, well, now, Mama, we're all gonna die.
Mama, we're all gonna d
ie.
Stop a
sking me que
stions, I'd h
ate to see you cry,
Mama, we're al
l gonna die
.
CHORUS
And when we go don't bla
me it on us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bath
e us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so f
amous.
We'll n
ever let you
go.
And when you go don't re
turn to
me my l
ove.
VERSE
Mama, we're all full of lies.
Mama, we're meant for the f
lies.
And right now they're
building a c
offin your size,
Mama, we're a
ll full of lies
.
Well Mo
ther, 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
coddle the infection, they can amputate at once.
Y
ou should've been,
I could have been a better son.
CHORUS
And when we go don't bla
me it on us us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bath
e us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so f
amous.
We'll n
ever let you
go.
She said: "You ain't no s
on of mine
For what you've done they're g
onna find
A place for you
And j
ust you mind your m
anners when you
go.
And when you g
o, don't ret
urn to
me, my lov
e."
That's right.
Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to he
ll.
It's really quite pleasant
Ex
cept for the smell,
Mama, we al
l go to he
ll.
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...
And
if you would call me your sweetheart,
I'd ma
ybe then sing you a song
But there's s
hit that I've done with this f
uck of a g
un,
You would
cry out your e
yes all al
ong.
VERSE
We're damned after all.
Through f
ortune and fl
ame we fal
l.
And
if you can stay then I'll s
how you the w
ay,
To retu
rn from the as
hes you c
all.
VERSE
We all carry on (We all carry on)
When our b
rothers in a
rms are go
ne (When our brothers in arms are gone)
So
raise your glass high
For to
morrow we di
e,
And re
turn from the a
shes you cal
l.
THE END.
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