Bob Bryar - Mama lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 [Chorus 1] 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 [Verse 2] 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 it once You should've been I could have been a better son [Chorus 1] 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 [Chorus 2] 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 [Breakdown] Two - Three - Four Mama! Mama! Mama! Oh! Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma... And if you would call me a sweetheart I'd maybe then sing you a song But there's sh** that I've done with this f** of a gun You would cry out your eyes all along [Outro] We're damned after all Through fortune and fame 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 your gla** high For tomorrow we die And return from the ashes you call