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Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to
hell.
I'm writing th
is letter and wishing
you well,
Mama, we all
go to hell.
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 di
e.
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And when we go don't bla
me us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bath
e us, y
eah.
You made us, oh, so f
amous.
We'll never let
you go.
And
when
you
go
don'
t return to me
my love.
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Mama, we're all full of lies.
Mama, we're meant for the flies.
And right now they're building a coffin your size,
Mama, we're all full of lies.
Well Mo
ther, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
You should've raised a baby girl,
I should've been a better son.
If you could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
You should've been,
I could have been a better son.
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And when we go don't bla
me us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bath
e us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so f
amous.
We'll never let
you go.
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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 return to me, my love."
That's right.
Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to
hell.
It's really quite pleasant
Except for the
smell,
Mama, we al
l go t
o hell.
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...
[Liza Minelli:]
And if you would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing you a
song
[Gerard Way:] But there's
shit that I've
done with this
fuck of a
gun,
You would
cry out your
eyes all alo
ng.
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We're damned after all.
Through fortune and flame we
fall.
And if you can
stay then I'll
show you the
way,
To
return from the ashes
you call.
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We 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
die,
And return from the
ashes you call.
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