You know what kind of a day it is at work when your (equally) middle-aged coworkers throw up their hands and are like "fuck it we're listening to My Chemical Romance"
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
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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