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  we all go to hell.
  we all go to hell.
 I'm writing this letter and wishing  well.
 Mama we all go  hell.
 
 Oh well now,
 Mama we're all  die.
 Mama  all gonna die.
 Stop asking me  I'd hate to see you cry.
 Mama we're all gonna 
 
 And  we go don't blame us, yeah,
 We let the fire  bathe us, yeah,
 You  us oh so famous
  never let you go.
 And when you go don't  to me my love.
 
 Mama we're  full of lies.
  we're meant for the flies.
 And right now they're  a coffin your size.
  we're all full of lies.
 
 Well  what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
  shoulda raised a baby girl
 I shoulda been  better son
 If you can coddle on the infection they  amputate at once
 You should’ve been
 I could've  a better son.
 
 And when we go  blame us, yeah,
 we let the fire  bathe us yeah,
  made us all so famous,
  never let you go.
 
  said you ain't no son of mine.
  what you've done they're gonna find
 You’ll find a place  you
 and just you mind  manners when you go.
 
 And when you go don't  to me my love,
 That's right.
 
 Mama  all go to hell,
  we all go to hell,
 It’s really quite pleasant except for the 
 Mama we all go  hell.
 
 Mama,  Mama, ohhhh.
 Mama, Mama, Mama.
 
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 Liza: and if you  call me your sweet heart, and maybe then i'd sing you a song
 
 Gerard: but the shit that I've done with this f**k of a 
 You will  out your eyes all along
 
 We’re damned  all.
 Through fortune and flame we 
 And if you can  that I’ll show you the way
 And return from the ashes you 
 
 We all  on
 When our brothers in  are gone
 So raise your glass high for  we die
 And return from the  you call