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I know a thing about contrition
'Cause I got enough to say
And I'll be grantin' your permission
Cause you haven't got a prayer
I said, hey hallelujah
Well come on, sing the praise
Let the spirit come on through ya
We got innocence for days

Well I think I’m gonna burn in hell
Everybody burn the house right down
She says well, what I wanna say
Tell me I’m an angel
Take this to my grave
Tell me I’m a bad man
Kick me like a slave
Tell me I’m an angel
Take this to my grave

Well a ring around the ambulance
Like I never gave a care
I said, choir boys surround you
It's a compliment, I swear
I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down
I wanna hear you sing the praise
I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down
We got innocence for days

Well I think I’m gonna burn in hell
Everybody burn the house right down
She says, yeah, what I wanna say
Tell me I’m an angel
Take this to my grave
Tell me I’m a bad man
Kick me like a slave
Tell me I’m an angel
Take this to my grave

You better run like the devil,
Cause they’re never gonna leave you alone

You better hide ‘em in the alley
Cause they’re never gonna find you a home

And as the blood runs down the walls
You see me creepin' up these halls

We're bad ********
We're bad ********

Well I should say, what I wanna say
Tell me I’m an angel
Take this to my grave
Tell me I’m a bad man
Kick me like a slave
Tell me I’m an angel
Take this to my grave

Tell me I’m a bad man, bad man… man
Tell me I’m a bad man, bad man… man
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE LYRICS

"Mama"

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 die.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah.
We'll let the fires 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.

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 should've been a better son.
If you could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
You 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.
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."
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 you would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing you a song

[Gerard Way:] But there's s**t that I've done with this ******** 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 can stay then I'll show you the way,
To return from the ashes you 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 you call



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