Frank Iero - Mama (Live From Mexico) lyrics

[Intro: Gerard Way] Everybody in the whole place, whole place Everybody in the whole place, whole place Everybody in the whole place, whole place Everybody in the whole place, whole place Everybody in the whole place, whole place Everybody in the whole place, whole place Everybody in the whole place, whole place, clap [Verse 1: Gerard Way] 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 jump! [Chorus: Gerard Way with Ray Toro] 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 [Verse 2: Gerard Way and (Crowd)] 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 (You should've raised a baby girl) I could have been a better son If you could coddle the infection, they can amputate at once You should have been, I could have been a better son [Chorus: Gerard Way with Ray Toro] 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 She said, "you ain't no son of mine For what you've done, they're gonna find a place for you And just you mind your manners when you go And when you go, don't return to me my love" [Bridge: Gerard Way] 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 Two, three, four Ahh! Mama, mama, mama, mama Oh! Mama, mama, mama, mama And if you would call me your sweetheart I'd maybe then sing you a song But the sh** that I've done with this f** 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 could 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 gla** high cause tomorrow we die And return from the ashes you call [Spoken: Gerard Way] A surprise party? For me? You shouldn't have