Verse 1
[Em]Mama, we all go to hell.
[Em]Mama, we all go to he[B]ll.
[Am]I'm writing th[B]is letter and wishing[G] you well,
[Em]Mama, we al[B]l go to he[Em]ll.
Verse 2
[Em]Oh, well, now,
Mama, we're all gonna die.
[Em]Mama, we're all gonna d[B]ie.
[Am]Stop asking m[B]e questions, I'd h[G]ate to see you cry,
[Em]Mama, we're a[B]ll gonna d[Em]ie.
Chorus:
And when we go don't bl[C]ame us, yeah.
[D] We'll let the fires just bat[G]he us, yeah.
[C] You made us, oh, so f[F]amous.
[B]We'll never let you[Em] go-o[D]oh-o[G]oh.
[G]And when you go don't re[Em]turn to [D]me my l[Em]ove.
Verse 3
[Em]Mama, we're all full of lies.
[Em]Mama, we're meant for the fl[B]ies.
[Am]And right now they're[B] building a coff[G]in your size,
[Em]Mama, we're a[B]ll full of l[Em]ies.
Bridge
Well M[Am]other, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
You should've r[Em]aised a baby girl,
I should've [B]been a better son.
If you could c[G]oddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
You should've b[Am]een,
I could have b[B]een a better s[Em]on.
Verse 4
[Em]Mama, we all go to hell.
[Em]Mama, we all go to h[B]ell.
[Am]It's really quite pleasant
[G]Except for the smell,
[Em]Mama, we al[B]l go to h[Em]ell.
An[Em]d if you would call me your sweetheart,
[B]I'd maybe then sing you a song
But the s[Am]hit that I've done with th[B]is fuck of a gu[G]n,
[Em]You would cry out your [B]eyes all alo[Em]ng.
[Em]We're damned after all.
[Am]Through fortune and [B]flame we fall.
[Am]And if you can [B]stay then I'll show[G] you the wa[Em]y,
To r[B]eturn from the ashes you ca[Em]ll.
[Em]We all carry on
[Am]When our brothers in arms are g[B]one
So[Am] raise your glass high
F[B]or tomorrow we d[G]ie,
[Em]And return from the[B] ashes you ca[Em]ll!
[Em]Mama, we all go to hell.
[Em]Mama, we all go to he[B]ll.
[Am]I'm writing th[B]is letter and wishing[G] you well,
[Em]Mama, we al[B]l go to he[Em]ll.
Verse 2
[Em]Oh, well, now,
Mama, we're all gonna die.
[Em]Mama, we're all gonna d[B]ie.
[Am]Stop asking m[B]e questions, I'd h[G]ate to see you cry,
[Em]Mama, we're a[B]ll gonna d[Em]ie.
Chorus:
And when we go don't bl[C]ame us, yeah.
[D] We'll let the fires just bat[G]he us, yeah.
[C] You made us, oh, so f[F]amous.
[B]We'll never let you[Em] go-o[D]oh-o[G]oh.
[G]And when you go don't re[Em]turn to [D]me my l[Em]ove.
Verse 3
[Em]Mama, we're all full of lies.
[Em]Mama, we're meant for the fl[B]ies.
[Am]And right now they're[B] building a coff[G]in your size,
[Em]Mama, we're a[B]ll full of l[Em]ies.
Bridge
Well M[Am]other, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
You should've r[Em]aised a baby girl,
I should've [B]been a better son.
If you could c[G]oddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
You should've b[Am]een,
I could have b[B]een a better s[Em]on.
Verse 4
[Em]Mama, we all go to hell.
[Em]Mama, we all go to h[B]ell.
[Am]It's really quite pleasant
[G]Except for the smell,
[Em]Mama, we al[B]l go to h[Em]ell.
An[Em]d if you would call me your sweetheart,
[B]I'd maybe then sing you a song
But the s[Am]hit that I've done with th[B]is fuck of a gu[G]n,
[Em]You would cry out your [B]eyes all alo[Em]ng.
[Em]We're damned after all.
[Am]Through fortune and [B]flame we fall.
[Am]And if you can [B]stay then I'll show[G] you the wa[Em]y,
To r[B]eturn from the ashes you ca[Em]ll.
[Em]We all carry on
[Am]When our brothers in arms are g[B]one
So[Am] raise your glass high
F[B]or tomorrow we d[G]ie,
[Em]And return from the[B] ashes you ca[Em]ll!
