Mama

Mama, we all go to Hell
 Mama, we all go to Hell
 I'm writing this 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 me questions, I'd hate to see you cry
 Mama, we're all gonna die
 And when we go, don't blame us, yeah
 We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah
 You made us oh so famous
 We'll never let you go
 And when you go, don't return to me, my love
 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, mother, 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
 And when we go, don't blame us, yeah
 We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah
 You made us oh so famous
 We'll never let you go
 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 all go to Hell (two, three, four)
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 Mama, Mama, Mama
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 Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma
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 "And if you would call me your sweetheart
 I'd maybe then sing you a song"
 But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun
 You would cry out your eyes all along
 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
 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