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intro- Em
EmMama, we all go to hell.
BMama, we all go to hell.
AmI'm writing thBis letter and wishingG you well,
EmMama, we all Bgo to hell. Em
EmOh, well, now,
Mama, we're all gonna die.
BMama, we're all gonna die.
AmStop asking mBe questions, I'd hGate to see you cry,Em
Mama, we're aBll gonna diEme.
CHORUS-
And when we go don't blaCme us, yeah.
DWe'll let the fires just bathGe us, yeah.
CYou made us, oh, so fFamous.
BWe'll never let Emyou go.D G
E* F#* G* B* C* Eb* Em
And when you go don't return to me my love.
DO VERSE1
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 MoAmther, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
EmYou should've raised a baby girl,
BI should've been a better son.
GIf you could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
You should've been,
EmI could have been a better son.
REPEAT CHORUS
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.
DO CHORUS
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.
EmMama, we all go to hell.
BMama, we all go to hell.
AmIt's really quite pleasant
GExcept for the smell,
EmMama, we alBl goEm to hell.
Em2 - 3 - 4
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...
[Liza Minelli:] EmAnd if you would call me your sweetheart,
BI'd maybe then sing you a song
[Gerard Way:]Am But there's shit tBhat I've done with thGis fuck of a gun,
EmYou would cBry out your eyes aEmll along.
DO VERSE
EmWe're damned after all.
AmThrough fortune and Bflame we fall.
AmAnd if you can Bstay then I'll showG you the way, Em
ToB return from the ashesEm you call.
DO VERSE
EmWe all carry on (We all carry on)
AmWhen our brothers in armBs are gone (When our brothers in arms are gone)
SoAm raise your glass high
FBor tomorrow we dGie,
Em B Em End...
And return from the ashes you call.
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