[00:42.51]Everybody is hopeless hopeless ...
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[00:59.35]Mama, we all go to hell.
[01:03.63]Mama, we all go to hell.
[01:07.91]I''m writing this letter and wishing you well,
[01:13.15]Mama, we all go to hell.
[01:15.55]
[01:16.68]Oh, well, now,
[01:17.74]Mama, we''re all gonna die.
[01:20.27]Mama, we''re all gonna die.
[01:25.40]Stop asking me questions,
[01:27.68]I''d hate to see you cry,
[01:29.99]Mama, we''re all gonna die.
[01:32.47]
[01:32.65]And when we go don''t blame us, yeah.
[01:37.16]We''ll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
[01:42.26]You made us, oh, so famous.
[01:45.04]We''ll never let you go.
[01:49.10]And when you go don''t return to me
[01:53.98]my love.
[01:55.08]
[01:57.14]Mama, we''re all full of lies.
[02:00.64]Mama, we''re meant for the flies.
[02:05.08]And right now they''re building a coffin
[02:08.29]your size,
[02:09.80]Mama, we''re all full of lies.
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[02:14.35]Well Mother, what the war did
[02:16.17]to my legs and to my tongue,
[02:18.05]You should''ve raised a baby girl,
[02:20.27]I should''ve been a better son.
[02:22.36]If you could coddle the infection
[02:24.77]They can amputate at once.
[02:26.86]You should''ve been,
[02:27.62]I could have been a better son.
[02:30.34]
[02:30.53]And when we go don''t blame us, yeah.
[02:34.09]We''ll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
[02:38.65]You made us, oh, so famous.
[02:42.19]We''ll never let you go.
[02:47.00]
[02:47.59]She said: "You ain''t no son of mine
[02:51.65]For what you''ve done they''re gonna find
[02:54.81]A place for you
[02:57.19]And just you mind your manners when you go.
[03:03.73]And when you go, don''t return to me, my love."
[03:09.48]That''s right.
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[03:11.58]Mama, we all go to hell.
[03:13.75]Mama, we all go to hell.
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[03:19.57]It''s really quite pleasant
[03:21.85]Except for the smell,
[03:23.69]Mama, we all go to hell.
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[03:29.82]Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!...
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[04:01.44]And if you would call me your sweetheart,
[04:04.38]I''d maybe then sing you a song
[04:08.33]But there''s shit that I''ve done
[04:10.99]with this fuck of a gun,
[04:13.36]You would cry out your eyes all along.
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[04:16.92]We''re damned after all.
[04:20.70]Through fortune and flame we fall.
[04:24.89]And if you can stay
[04:27.49]then I''ll show you the way,
[04:29.24]To return from the ashes you call.
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[04:33.03]We all carry on (We all carry on)
[04:37.21]When our brothers in arms are gone
[04:41.18]So raise your glass high
[04:43.28]For tomorrow we die,
[04:45.52]And return from the ashes you call.