Mama

Mama

My Chemical Romance
(album: The Black Parade)

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.

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