Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to hell.
I'm Письмо this letter and wishing Ты 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 Ты 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.
Ты made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let Ты go.
And when Ты 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,
Ты should've raised a baby girl,
I should've been a better son.
If Ты could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
Ты 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.
Ты made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let Ты 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 Ты mind your manners when Ты go.
And when Ты 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 Ты would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing Ты a song
[Gerard Way:] But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun,
Ты would cry out your eyes all along.
We're damned after all.
Through fortune and flame we fall.
And if Ты can stay then I'll Показать Ты the way,
To return from the ashes Ты 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 Ты call.
Mama, we all go to hell.
I'm Письмо this letter and wishing Ты 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 Ты 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.
Ты made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let Ты go.
And when Ты 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,
Ты should've raised a baby girl,
I should've been a better son.
If Ты could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
Ты 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.
Ты made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let Ты 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 Ты mind your manners when Ты go.
And when Ты 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 Ты would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing Ты a song
[Gerard Way:] But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun,
Ты would cry out your eyes all along.
We're damned after all.
Through fortune and flame we fall.
And if Ты can stay then I'll Показать Ты the way,
To return from the ashes Ты 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 Ты call.
Yeah!
Well let's go back to the middle of the день that starts it all
I can't begin to let Ты know just what I'm feeling
And now the red ones make me fly
And the blue ones help me fall
And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling
And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall
Fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts
[Chorus]
And we'll fly home
We'll fly home
Ты and I
We'll fly home
Come on!
Well now I'm back in the middle of the день that starts it all.
I can't begin to let Ты know just what I'm feeling.
And now these red ones make me fly,
And the blue ones help me fall.
And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling.
[Chorus]
And we'll fly home,
Ты and I,
We'll fly home.
Now honestly that's what I сказал(-а) to her, what I сказал(-а) to her
Think happy thoughts [x8]
Think ha... wooo!
Well let's go back to the middle of the день that starts it all
I can't begin to let Ты know just what I'm feeling
And now the red ones make me fly
And the blue ones help me fall
And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling
And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall
Fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts
[Chorus]
And we'll fly home
We'll fly home
Ты and I
We'll fly home
Come on!
Well now I'm back in the middle of the день that starts it all.
I can't begin to let Ты know just what I'm feeling.
And now these red ones make me fly,
And the blue ones help me fall.
And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling.
[Chorus]
And we'll fly home,
Ты and I,
We'll fly home.
Now honestly that's what I сказал(-а) to her, what I сказал(-а) to her
Think happy thoughts [x8]
Think ha... wooo!