Chords
[Intro]
Em B A B G Em
Em B
Em
[Verse 1]
EmMama, we all go to hell
Mama, we all go to hell B
I'm Awriting this Bletter and Gwishing you Emwell
Em Mama, we Ball go to hell Em
Oh well now, EmMama, we're all gonna die
Mama, we're all gonna die B
Stop Aasking me Bquestions, I'd Ghate to see you Emcry
EmMama, we're Ball gonna Emdie
And when we go don't Cblame us, yeah
[Chorus]
D We'll let the fires just Gbathe us, yeah
C You made us oh so Ffamous
We'll Bnever let you Emgo D/F# G
And when you go don't reCturn to Bme my Emlove
[Verse 2]
EmMama, we're all full of lies
Mama, we're meant for the Bflies
And Aright now they're Bbuilding a Gcoffin yourEm size
Em Mama, we're Ball full of lies Em
Well Emmother what the war did to my legs and to my tongue
You should have raised a baby girl
I should've Bbeen a better son
If you could Acoddle the inBfection
They can Gamputate at Emonce
You should've been
Em I could have Bbeen a better Emson
And when we go don't Cblame us, yeah
[Chorus]
D We'll let the fires just Gbathe us, yeah
C You made us oh so Ffamous
We'll Bnever let you Emgo D/F# G
She said, you ain't no Cson of mine
D For what you've done they're
G Gonna findC a place for you
And Fjust you mind your Bmanners when you Emgo D/F# G
And when you go don't reCturn to Bme my Emlove
That's right
[Verse 3]
EmMama, we all go to hell
Mama, we all go to hell B
It's Areally quite Bpleasant exGcept for the Emsmell
EmMama, we Ball go to Em7/Dhell
[Bridge]
Em AmMama, A#mmama, Ammama B
Em AmMama, A#mmama, Ammama B
[Interlude]
And Emif you would call me your sweetheart
I'd maybe then sing you a Bsong
But there's Ashit that I've Bdone with this Gfuck of a Emgun
You would cry out your F#/A#eyes all aBlong
We're Emdamned after all
Through fortune and fame we Bfall
And Aif you can Bstay then I'll Gshow you the Emway
To return from the F#/A#ashes you Bcall
We Emall carry on
When our brothers in arms are Bgone
So Araise your glass Bhigh for toGmorrow we Emdie
And return from the Bashes you Emcall
[Outro]
Em B A B G Em
Em B Em