Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to hell.
I'm 写作 this letter and wishing 你 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 你 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.
你 made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let 你 go.
And when 你 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,
你 should've raised a baby girl,
I should've been a better son.
If 你 could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
你 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.
你 made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let 你 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 你 mind your manners when 你 go.
And when 你 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.

2 - 3 - 4
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...

[Liza Minelli:] And if 你 would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing 你 a song

[Gerard Way:] But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun,
你 would cry out your eyes all along.

We're damned after all.
Through fortune and flame we fall.
And if 你 can stay then I'll 显示 你 the way,
To return from the ashes 你 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 你 call.