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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 fire 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 tounge,
You should have raised a baby girl, I should have been a better son.
If you can coddle the infection they can amputate at once,
You should have 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 done they're gonna find
A place for you and just your 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.

Mama!

Mama!
Mama!
Mama!

Mama!

Mama!
Mama!
Mama!
Mama!

And if you would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing you a song.

But the 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 flame 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
When our brothers in arms are gone.
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call!
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Lyrics submitted by Delaney Nava.