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Mama, we all go to hell. |
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Mama, we all go to hell. |
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I'm writing this letter and wishing you well, |
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Mama, we all go to hell. |
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Oh, well, now, |
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Mama, we're all gonna die. |
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Mama, we're all gonna die. |
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Stop asking me questions, |
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I'd hate to see you cry, |
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Mama, we're all gonna die. |
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And when we go don't blame us, yeah. |
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We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah. |
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You made us, oh, so famous. |
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We'll never let you go. |
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And when you go don't return to me |
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my love. |
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Mama, we're all full of lies. |
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Mama, we're meant for the flies. |
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And right now they're building a coffin |
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your size, |
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Mama, we're all full of lies. |
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Well Mother, what the war did |
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to my legs and to my tongue, |
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You should've raised a baby girl, |
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I should've been a better son. |
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If you could coddle the infection |
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They can amputate at once. |
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You should've been, |
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I could have been a better son. |
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And when we go don't blame us, yeah. |
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We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah. |
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You made us, oh, so famous. |
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We'll never let you go. |
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She said: "You ain't no son of mine |
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For what you've done they're gonna find |
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A place for you |
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And just you mind your manners when you go. |
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And when you go, don't return to me, my love." |
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That's right. |
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Mama, we all go to hell. |
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Mama, we all go to hell. |
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It's really quite pleasant |
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Except for the smell, |
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Mama, we all go to hell. |
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Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!... |
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And if you would call me your sweetheart, |
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I'd maybe then sing you a song |
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But there's shit that I've done |
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with this fuck of a gun, |
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You would cry out your eyes all along. |
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We're damned after all. |
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Through fortune and flame we fall. |
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And if you can stay |
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then I'll show you the way, |
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To return from the ashes you call. |
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We all carry on (We all carry on) |
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When our brothers in arms are gone |
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So raise your glass high |
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For tomorrow we die, |
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And return from the ashes you call. |
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