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 it on us,yeah
We'll let this fire 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 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 it on us,yeah
We'll let this fire 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 your 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
Exept for the smell
Mama,we all go to hell
2-3-4
Mama,mama,mama,oh!
Mama,mama,mama,mama!
And if you would call me your sweatheart
I'd maybe then sing you a song
But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun
You could 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
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise you glass high,for tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call