Cifra de Mama (ver. 2) - My Chemical Romance
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Primeiro acorde: Em 11 acordes identificados
Intro: (Em B A B G Em B Em)
Mama we all go to hell (2x)
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well
Mama we all go to hell
Oh well now
Mama we're all gonna die (2x)
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 fire just bathe us yeah
You made us all so famous
We'll never let you go
C Ebdim Em
And when you go don't return to me my love
(Em B A B G Em B Em)
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 have raised a baby girl
I should 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
And when we go don't blame us yeah
We'll let the fire just bathe us yeah
You made us all so famous
We'll never let you go
She said 'You ain't no son of mine'
For what you done they're gonna find
A place for you and just you mind
Your manners when you go
C Ebdim Em
And when you go don't return to me my love… That's right
Em B A B G Em B Em
Mama we all go to hell (2x)
It's really quite pleasant/ Except for the smell
Mama we all go to hell
Solo:
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(two . three four..Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhhhh!!! Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...)
(Em A B A B G Em F# B)
And if you would call me your sweetheart
I'd maybe then sing you a song
But the shit that I've done
With this fuck of a gun
You would cry out your eyes all along
(Em A B A B G Em F# B)
We're damned after all
Through fortune and flame we fall
And if you can say 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 glass high
For tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call...
Em B A B G Em B Em