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 Mama  all go to hell.
 Mama we all go to 
 I'm writing this letter and wishing you 
  we all go to hell.
 
 Oh well now,
 Mama we're  gonna die.
 Mama we're all gonna 
  asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry.
 Mama we're all gonna 
 
  when we go don't blame us, yeah,
 We let the fire just bathe us, 
  made us oh so famous
 We’ll never  you go.
 And when you go don't return to me  love.
 
  we're all full of lies.
 Mama we're  for the flies.
 And right now  building a coffin your size.
 Mama we're all  of lies.
 
 Well mother what the war did  my legs and to my tongue,
 You shoulda raised a baby 
 I shoulda been a  son
 If you can coddle on the infection  can amputate at once
 You should’ve been
 I could've been  better son.
 
 And when we  don't blame us, yeah,
 we let the fire just bathe us 
 you made us  so famous,
 we'll never let you 
 
 She said you ain't no son  mine.
 For what  done they're gonna find
 You’ll find a place  you
 and just you  your manners when you go.
 
 And when you go  return to me my love,
 That's right.
 
 Mama  all go to hell,
  we all go to hell,
 It’s really quite  except for the smell,
  we all go to hell.
 
 Mama, Mama, Mama, 
 Mama, Mama, Mama.
 
 2 - 3  4
 
 Liza: and if you would call  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  gun,
 You will cry out  eyes all along
 
 We’re damned after 
 Through fortune and  we fall.
 And if  can stay that I’ll show you the way
 And return from the ashes  call.
 
 We  carry on
 When our brothers in arms are 
 So  your glass high for tomorrow we die
 And return from the  you call