Mama
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.
Mama we're all gonna die.
Mama we're allgonna die.
Stop asking me questions, I hate to see you cry.
Mama we're all gonna die.
And when we go don't blame us, yeah,
We let the fire just fade us, yeah,
You made us oh sofamous
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 coffinyour size.
Mama we're all full of lies.
Well mother what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
You shoulda raised a baby girl
I shoulda been a better son
If you could counterthe infection they can amputate it once
You should’ve been
I could've been a better son.
And when we go don't blame us, yeah,
we let the fire just fade us yeah,
you made us allso famous,
we'll never let you go.
She said you’ll pay, oh son of mine.
For what you've done there
You’ll 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 tohell.
Mama, Mama, Mama, ohhhh.
Mama, Mama, Mama.
Liza: and just who would call me a sweet heart, and maybe then see you a son?
Gerard: but the shit that I've done with this sparkof a gun,
You will cry us to rise up alive.
We’re dead after all.
Through fortune and fame/blame we fall.
And if you can say that I’ll show you the way
And straight from theashes you crawl.
We all carry on
Like our brothers in arms [who run from…?]
So raise your guns high for tomorrow we die
And turn from the ashes you [run? probably not. help?]
Regístrate para leer el documento completo.