My Chemical Romance-Mama (live)

Album:The Black Parade is Dead!

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Everybody is hopeless hopeless ...

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.

2 - 3 - 4

Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!...

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

So raise your glass high

For tomorrow we die,

And return from the ashes you call.

My Chemical Romance-Mama (live)

Album:The Black Parade is Dead!