Mama (Explicit)
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๐ Lyrics
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
(One, two, three, four!)
Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma!
Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma!
And if you would call me a 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 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 (we all carry on!)
When our brothers in arms are gone (when our brothers in arms are gone!)
So raise your glass high
For, tomorrow, we die!
And return from the ashes you call!
Mama, Ma!
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
(One, two, three, four!)
Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma!
Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma!
And if you would call me a 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 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 (we all carry on!)
When our brothers in arms are gone (when our brothers in arms are gone!)
So raise your glass high
For, tomorrow, we die!
And return from the ashes you call!
Mama, Ma!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:21.01] Mama, we all go to Hell
[00:25.65] Mama, we all go to Hell
[00:29.70] I'm writing this letter
[00:32.18] And wishing you well
[00:35.17] Mama, we all go to Hell
[00:38.38] Oh well, now, Mama, we're all gonna die
[00:44.04] Mama, we're all gonna die
[00:48.08] Stop asking me questions
[00:50.12] I'd hate to see you cry
[00:53.05] Mama, we're all gonna die
[00:55.86] And when we go, don't blame us, yeah!
[00:59.91] We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah!
[01:04.65] You made us, oh, so famous
[01:08.36] We'll never let you go!
[01:13.73] And when you go, don't return to me, my love
[01:21.08] Mama, we're all full of lies
[01:25.74] Mama, we're meant for the flies
[01:29.89] And right now, they're building a coffin your size
[01:34.72] Mama, we're all full of lies
[01:39.14] Well, Mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue
[01:42.68] You should've raised a baby girl
[01:45.05] I should've been a better son
[01:47.43] If you could coddle the infection
[01:49.83] They can amputate at once
[01:51.98] You should've been-
[01:53.05] I could have been a better son
[01:55.45] And when we go, don't blame us, yeah!
[01:59.87] We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah!
[02:04.52] You made us, oh, so famous
[02:08.12] We'll never let you go!
[02:13.51] She said "You ain't no son of mine!
[02:18.24] For what you've done, they're gonna find
[02:22.66] A place for you and just you
[02:26.02] Mind your manners when you go!
[02:32.02] And when you go, don't return to me, my love
[02:37.13] That's right
[02:38.61] Mama, we all go to Hell
[02:43.37] Mama, we all go to Hell
[02:47.62] It's really quite pleasant
[02:49.63] Except for the smell!
[02:52.33] Mama, we all go to Hell
[02:54.78] (One, two, three, four!)
[03:03.85] Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma!
[03:15.59] Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma!
[03:27.24] And if you would call me a sweetheart
[03:31.19] I'd maybe then sing you a song
[03:35.27] But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun
[03:39.68] You would cry out your eyes all along
[03:43.28] We're damned after all
[03:48.10] Through fortune and fame, we fall
[03:52.03] And if you can stay, then I'll show you the way
[03:55.97] To return from the ashes you call!
[03:59.86] We all carry on (we all carry on!)
[04:04.16] When our brothers in arms are gone (when our brothers in arms are gone!)
[04:08.01] So raise your glass high
[04:09.34] For, tomorrow, we die!
[04:11.52] And return from the ashes you call!
[04:14.87] Mama, Ma!
[04:18.42]
[00:25.65] Mama, we all go to Hell
[00:29.70] I'm writing this letter
[00:32.18] And wishing you well
[00:35.17] Mama, we all go to Hell
[00:38.38] Oh well, now, Mama, we're all gonna die
[00:44.04] Mama, we're all gonna die
[00:48.08] Stop asking me questions
[00:50.12] I'd hate to see you cry
[00:53.05] Mama, we're all gonna die
[00:55.86] And when we go, don't blame us, yeah!
[00:59.91] We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah!
[01:04.65] You made us, oh, so famous
[01:08.36] We'll never let you go!
[01:13.73] And when you go, don't return to me, my love
[01:21.08] Mama, we're all full of lies
[01:25.74] Mama, we're meant for the flies
[01:29.89] And right now, they're building a coffin your size
[01:34.72] Mama, we're all full of lies
[01:39.14] Well, Mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue
[01:42.68] You should've raised a baby girl
[01:45.05] I should've been a better son
[01:47.43] If you could coddle the infection
[01:49.83] They can amputate at once
[01:51.98] You should've been-
[01:53.05] I could have been a better son
[01:55.45] And when we go, don't blame us, yeah!
[01:59.87] We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah!
[02:04.52] You made us, oh, so famous
[02:08.12] We'll never let you go!
[02:13.51] She said "You ain't no son of mine!
[02:18.24] For what you've done, they're gonna find
[02:22.66] A place for you and just you
[02:26.02] Mind your manners when you go!
[02:32.02] And when you go, don't return to me, my love
[02:37.13] That's right
[02:38.61] Mama, we all go to Hell
[02:43.37] Mama, we all go to Hell
[02:47.62] It's really quite pleasant
[02:49.63] Except for the smell!
[02:52.33] Mama, we all go to Hell
[02:54.78] (One, two, three, four!)
[03:03.85] Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma!
[03:15.59] Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma!
[03:27.24] And if you would call me a sweetheart
[03:31.19] I'd maybe then sing you a song
[03:35.27] But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun
[03:39.68] You would cry out your eyes all along
[03:43.28] We're damned after all
[03:48.10] Through fortune and fame, we fall
[03:52.03] And if you can stay, then I'll show you the way
[03:55.97] To return from the ashes you call!
[03:59.86] We all carry on (we all carry on!)
[04:04.16] When our brothers in arms are gone (when our brothers in arms are gone!)
[04:08.01] So raise your glass high
[04:09.34] For, tomorrow, we die!
[04:11.52] And return from the ashes you call!
[04:14.87] Mama, Ma!
[04:18.42]