[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 die

[Chorus: Gerard Way]
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

[Verse 2: Gerard Way]
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

[Pre-Chorus: Gerard Way]
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
[Chorus: Gerard Way]
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

[Post-Chorus: Gerard Way]
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

[Verse 3: Gerard Way]
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 (One, two, three, four)

[Breakdown: Gerard Way]
Mama, Mama, Mama
Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma

[Additional part]
Hello, how are you?
You're looking better
Feeling quite well?
I've got a secret
We've got a song
Slim as a sliver
Not very long
And if you like it
Blow us a kiss
It's nearly started
It goes like this
A dagger, a dagger
Please fetch me a dagger
A tool for our treasonous needs
A delicate matter
Yes, trust me, a dagger
Is just what this plan of ours needs
We'll follow the script to the letter
Abandon his corpse in the sea
You can't see Berlin with the sun in your eye
To fail is most high
Yes, trust me, a dagger
Is just what this plan of war needs
Let me be
We walk in the park in the fall
They'd laugh and we'd point out them all
With tears in our eyes we collapse on the crosses
And said death be the son of us all

This war is the son of us all, my dear Anne
Marianne!

[Bridge: Marianne & Gerard Way]
And if you would call me a sweetheart
I'd maybe then sing you a song
But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun
You would cry out your eyes all along
[Outro: Marianne & Gerard Way]
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