Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to hell.
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I'm writing this letter and wishing you well,
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Mama, we all go to hell.
Oh well, now, Mama, we're all gonna die.
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Mama, we're all gonna die.
¿ì¸®´Â ¸ðµÎ µÚÁú²¨¶ó°í¿ä
Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry,
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Mama, we're all gonna die.
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And when we go don't blame us, yeah.
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We'll let this fire just bathe us, yeah.
¿ì¸®´Â ´ÜÁö Á¥±âÀ§ÇØ ºÒÀ»Áö¸¥°Å »ÓÀÌ¿¡¿ä
You made us, oh, so famous.
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We¡¯ll never let you go.
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And when you go don't return to me my love.
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Mama, we're all full of lies.
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Mama, we're meant for the flies.
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And right now they're building a coffin your size,
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Mama, we're all full of lies.
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Well, Mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
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You should've raised a baby girl,
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I should've been a better son.
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If you could coddle the infection they can amputate at once.
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You should¡¯ve been,
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I could've been a better son.
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And when we go don't blame us, yeah.
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We let this fire just bathe us, yeah.
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You made us, oh, so famous.
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We¡¯ll never let you go.
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She said, "You ain't no son of mine,
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For what you done
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They're gonna find a place for you,
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And just you mind your manners when you go.
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And when you go, don't you return to me, my love.¡¯
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That's right.
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Mama, we all go to hell.
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Mama, we all go to hell.
It¡¯s really quite pleasant except for the smell,
À̰÷Àº ³¿»õ¸¸ »©¸é ¸Å¿ì »ì¸¸ÇÑ °÷ÀÌ¿¡¿ä
Mama, we all go to hell.
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Mama, mama, mama
Mama, mama, mama,
And if you would call me your sweetheart,
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I'd maybe then sing you a song.
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But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ÀÌ ¾¾¹ß°°Àº ÃÑÀ¸·Î ÀúÁú·¶´ø Á¿°°Àº°ÍµéÀÌ ³²¾ÆÀÖÁö
You would cry out your eyes all along.
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We're damned after all.
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Through fortune and flame we fall.
¿ì¿¬È÷ µé¾î¿Â ºÒ±æ¿¡ ¿ì¸®´Â Ãß¶ôÇßÁö
And if you can stay then I¡¯ll show you the way,
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To return to the ashes you call.
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We all carry on,
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When our brothers in arms are gone.
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So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die,
±×·¯´Ï Èʳ¯ ¿ì¸®ÀÇ Á×À½À» À§ÇÏ¿© ³ô°Ô °Ç¹èÇØÁà
and return from the ashes you call.
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