My Chemical Romance - Mama

“I’m writing this LETTAH”

Queen: Mama, I don't want to dieeee..
MCR: Mama, we all gonna die..

If mama would have raised a baby girl we would never have this masterpiece

This song hits completely different when you come from a combat background.
The artillery shells landing in the intro, the air-raid siren at the end.
Even the "should've raised a girl(to this day, mandatory conscription usually avoids women as homeland-workforce), I should've been a better son (been worth more than just front-line fodder. Whether you make it out or not).
Every tiny part of this song, to me, is just concentrated combat PTSD, in musical notation and narrated.
Even the non-power parts' drums are literally just a marching rhythm.
I miss my friends.

"MCR uploaded 24 new videos" best notification ever, even if they're old songs

Mama *it's not a phase*

Good afternoon to all of the people who sing “should’ve raised a baby girl, should’ve been a better son” maybe just a bit too enthusiastically

I listened to this a lot as a teenage girl, and now I'm a guy

my nails painted themselves black

Tiny emo me from 8th grade is back with a vengeance 

Bro I love how this song has a creepy vibe, it just scratches my braaaaainnnnnn. It’s a literal masterpiece and it’s also like he’s mocking his mom almost about not being the perfect son and saying how she should’ve had a daughter since she was so upset with him

My grandma was singing along with this-

Everyones talking about "Mama" but I"m here thinking "I'm writing this _L E T T A H"_

I CANT HOLD BACK THE EMO AAA *applies eye liner*

Having had an abusive mother growing up, this song really spoke volumes to younger me desperately seeking validation and love from a woman who would never give it.

If I ever have a son and I find him listening to this song, I'll tell him that he couldn't have been a better son

I'M DIGGING OUT MY OLD MCR SHIRTS AS WE SPEAK.
PROBABLY CANT FIT THEM BUT GODDAMIT I'LL MAKE IT WORK

*my hair suddenly went over one of my eyes...*

Simply the best crafted and arranged song in MCR’s whole discography. The breakdown at 2:57 gives me chills everytime

There are two types of people when someone say Mama:
1. ouhhhhhhh
2. we all go to hell
i think really im the 2nd type...

it's not a phase mom...

Tøp : I wanted to be a better son
Mcr : I could've been a better son

This is, no exaggeration, one of the best songs I've ever heard

I just realized something. What if "hell" doesn't mean like actual hell, what if it's a metaphor for the difficulties in life. Then "mama, we all go to hell" would really make sence because everyone goes through some sort of "hell" during their lives

THIS is one of-if not THE-best song MCR has ever made up to this point and you all can FIGHT me on that

I'll never understand why this song never got a video. Seriously, this is one of the most underrated songs on this album. The brilliant lyrics, the sick as hell breakdown, and vocals from Liza Minelli? This would have probably been one of their best videos second only to Black Parade. Actually, I'd have loved to have got a videography of the whole album, it's just THAT epic.

"And right now they're building a coffin *giggles* your sizeUh"
That's exactly how he said that line and you can’t change my mind

My mum is just walking into my room and asking "What are you listening to?" "MCR" "Why are they so angry?" I cAnT...

Child: M-ma
Me: Mama?
Child: Mama, we all go to hell.
Me: IT'S ANOTHER EMO

It's raining outside......
The world is crying with me

*Plot twist, Queen and MCR are talking about the same Mama*

I like the theory that this is the backstory of a lost soul fighting in the Great War

queen: mama just killed a man
mcr: mama we all go to hell
coincidence? i think not

Actually emos dont go to hell or heavan they go to the black parade

mcr transed my gender with this song

Listening to my chemical romance doesn't mean you're emo, it just means that you have good taste in music

If you play this at my funeral I'm gonna rise up from the dead and start singing/screaming this

"You should have raised a baby girl, I should've have been a better son"
Ow my heart

A few days ago, MCR had a concert in my city. I was there, and when I heard those little explosion like sounds at the start, I was just DONE. This was my very first song I heard from them and with that, my ALL TIME FAVORITE. I was screaming the lyrics with all my power, and I can't be happier that they played it. I LOVE YOU, MCR!!!!

I imagine the "We're damned after all" part being a platoon of soldiers marching in sync through a battlefield while singing it, with each member progressively being gunned down until there's no one left, with the last death being zoomed out on from above as the outro plays.

The black parade is back and it's taking control of my KRplus account! Help me killjoys!

The drop kills me everytime holy shit that *G U I T A R*

mcr came out with this song and trans ppl and ppl with mommy issues went “wait they’re onto something”

Does anyone else wish that this song had a music video? That would be so cool

mama, we all failed at math
mama, please don't be sad
stop asking me questions, i hate to see you mad
mama, stop hitting me with that bat

DON'T MIND ME
JUST PASSING BY
ON THE 22ND OF MARCH
I'm crying.

Freddie: Mama, i dont wanna die
Gerard: Mama, we're all gonna die :))

"IM WRITING THIS LETTAH"
why am i obsessed with that line

*Song plays*
WAIT!!!
*heavy eye makeup magically applies itself*
Ok ready!

When you want to scream the lyrics at the top of your lungs but cant so you silently whisper scream

I have only one thing to say:
*MCR saved my life*

My inner emo exploded holy fuck

Bandit: Mama
Lyn-z: she said her first words!
Bandit: Mama we all go to hell
Lyn-z: gerard!
Gerard:...

Some people showed this to their Mama and now they live with their friend
I showed this to my Mama and i found out that she used to like My Chem im honestly so happy

Standing up to your parents as an adult, and confronting them with the awful crap they fed you, is a lot like being a soldier on the battlefield 😮

I told my mom that we all go to hell as a joke.
I got grounded. Thank you MCR. I love you.

I sung this to my mother, I now live with my best friend

Everybody gangsta when he is writing this L E T T H A

I'll admit I never really got into these guys - largely because they were clumped together with Fall Out Boy, Panic! etc during the vague revival of 'emo' around 2015, and once I grew out of that phase I naively dubbed them as cringey - but I realise now they're fucking great lyricists. More fool me, huh.

Lyrics cause I’m bored
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 have 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
Mama, mama, mama, ohh
Mama, mama, mama, ohh
And if you would call me your 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
We're damned after all
Through fortune and fame 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
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call

My room was suddenly filled with MCR posters

I want the lyric “mama we all go to hell” engraved on my gravestone

So I wrote a possible script for a music video for this song. Let me know what you think.
Before music starts: Artillery guns are seen in front of a trench, manned by soldiers. A commander yells out, “Ready! Fire!” Guns go off.
0:00: The camera switches to above an army camp. The soldiers manning the artillery are seen far off into the distance, and the area they are shelling is already pockmarked with craters. Explosions can be seen, also far, but not quite as far, into the distance. As the intro plays the camera slowly pans down to an infirmary tent in the foreground.
0:11: Cuts to the inside of the tent. A few wounded soldiers are lying in beds, and a nurse is walking, carrying a pen and papers. The camera follows the nurse to the main character, another wounded soldier.
The nurse sits down in a chair with the pen and papers.
0:17: Closeup of the soldier, then back to the nurse, who gives him a wry smile.
0:19: The soldier takes a deep breath and prepares to recite his letter
0:21: The soldier is seen saying something, then the camera cuts to the paper on which the nurse is writing. Instead of writing the lyrics verbatim, she should write, “Dear mother,” or whatever else the letter starts with, giving the implication of pretending he is alright. (I’m thinking that this should be a real WWI letter. If I can’t find a good one, I’ll write my own.)
0:25: On the second “Mama, we all go to hell,” the camera cuts to a part of the letter about something bad happening, such as “My friend died today,” or “The enemy has been constantly shelling us”.
0:29: Flash transition to another part of the letter that asks how the mother has been.
0:35: Part of the letter that mentions how awful he is feeling, how he sustained his injury, and/or how much he misses his mother. Two parts could be used as well, transitioned to in quick succession.
0:38: Cut to the soldier's face, with a horrified expression. Flash forward to him sitting in a trench with tired soldiers around him. (During this, the edges of the screen are slightly blurred, and the soldier is slightly visible for a second, then a cut to the nurse’s hand writing the letter, also visible in the background.) He looks forward. On the first “die,” cut to a pile of dead soldiers. A bit before the second “die,” cut back to his face. He looks down, sad and disgusted.
0:49: Another cut to the letter. The nurse writes something about how the soldier doesn’t want to talk too much about his experience or how horrible it has been .
0:53: The nurse writes another terrible thing about the war. (If a friend or fellow soldier dying hasn’t been used for 0:25, use that here,
0:55: On “die,” cut to the soldier’s face. A moment later, his eyes close.
0:56: On “blame,” another flashback to combat. There is no blurred background; this is real now. A commander stands on the edge of a trench and blows a whistle. The soldiers in the trench climb out and start charging. Shells explode around them and bullet fire comes toward them, both of which hit a few of them.
1:00: An incendiary bomb lands in a different trench, and fire engulfs the soldiers. Close up of one of them screaming in pain. Cut to the protagonist looking across at the trench, sick with the thought of how that could have been him.
1:05: View of various German military propaganda.
1:10: Jump to a military funeral. A soldier salutes with a trumpet player (not heard) in the background, then on “go,” jump to a line of soldiers ready to fire guns in salute. Closeup of the guns immediately after, firing in sync with the snare fill. On the second snare fill, cut to a machine gunner, also shooting along to the rhythm.
1:14: View of the protagonist’s mother standing in a door, a sad expression on her face. Cut to her son, who is about to leave for war. There are armed soldiers behind him, ready to take him away; he was drafted and does not want to go. He extends his arms for a hug, but she declines, and closes the door in his face. We see both of their faces: her turned away from the door and him lowering his arms and being escorted away, a sad look on his face. After “my love” cut to the mother, whose face is buried in her hands
1:20: More German military propaganda, then a view of a soldier on a stage, talking to an audience of young men and trying to get them to sign up for the army.
1:24: Match cut, with the German soldier in the center of the screen becoming a body in a trench, surrounded by other bodies and swarmed with flies. After “flies” is sung, cut to a pile of feces, also swarming with flies.
1:29: View of body bags being loaded onto a truck, then on “coffin,” cut to a coffin, then immediately cut to the rest of the funeral service.
1:35: View of the dead soldier who was speaking on the stage earlier, then a cut of the protagonist looking at the body, then looking down sadly.
1:38: View of a sergeant yelling at the men to get moving. The protagonist has a traumatised expression on his face, and tries to stand, but can’t, and collapses on “legs”. The sergeant yells at him and shakes him, but he can’t reply. (I am taking this line as metaphor here)
1:43: A ghostly shot of a little girl laughing.
1:45: Cut to the letter, with the nurse writing something about how the protagonist’s regrets the way he treated his mother.
1:48: Closeup shot of a grotesque leg infection, a doctor beginning to saw into the infected leg, and a cut
(heh) to the owner of the leg screaming in pain.
1:52: “You should’ve been” A ghostly version of the mother is seen yelling at the protagonist. “I should have been a better son:” Cut back to the protagonist. He shakes his head, a tear in his eye, and the camera cuts back to the letter, where he writes an apology.
1:56: Another flashback to combat. Soldiers are running with bayonets attached to their weapons. It is clear that the protagonist does not want to do this at all.
2:01: Cut to a soldier wielding a flamethrower. This doesn’t have to be on the battlefield, it could be somewhere else, such as Stalingrad.
2:05: A view of a sergeant barking orders, then a cut to soldiers looking up at him in awe.
2:08: Cut to newspapers with news of soldiers killed. A woman picks one up, then tears fill her eyes and she covers her mouth in horror, as she learns that her lover has just been killed.
2:13: Back to the bayonet charge. The soldiers make it to the enemy trench and jump into it. On “son,” the protagonist stabs his bayonet into a French soldier. We see the enemy soldier’s face, then the protagonist’s, both of them wearing expressions of grief and utter horror. Another French soldier fires and hits the protagonist in the side.
2:20 A flash and then a cut to the protagonist being escorted to a truck with a bandage on his side.
2:23: We see a psychiatric ward and the truck drives up to it. The protagonist is taken through a hallway. Along the way, he yells and struggles. This goes with “just mind your manners when you go”. He is taken to a room and the door is shut.
2:34: A flashback to the dead French soldier. He is lying in the dirt, and an open locket with a picture of a young child is next to him.
2:38: The protagonist bangs on the door and screams, then gives up and sinks to the ground.
2:40: Flashback to the trench.
2:48: “It’s really quite pleasant” The protagonist is seen playing cards with a few other soldiers. “Except for the smell.” Cut to a corpse next to a pile of feces, swarming with maggots and flies.
2:52 Back to the protagonist in his room. He mouths the lyrics, then on “hell”, closeup of his bloodshot eyes open wide.
2:55 The protagonist starts to hallucinate. The ceiling turns into sky, and a shell streaks down with the counts. He slowly tries to get up, but the shell hits and explodes behind him, and he goes flying toward the center of the room. He gets up in the middle of a battlefield. Tanks and soldiers are all around him.
3:03: With every measure we see a different atrocity. Soldiers choking and being burned by mustard gas, killed with flamethrowers, run over by tanks, being dismembered by shells and grenades, and being shot to pieces with machine guns.
3:20: The protagonist screams and collapses to the ground, tears in his eyes.
3:27: His mother appears behind him. She sings the lyrics while approaching him and then lays a hand on his shoulder.
3:35: Closeup of his face. He shoves her hand away, then gets up.
3:38: He picks up his gun and shoves it into her face as he walks, backing her into a wall.
3:43: He looks toward the center of the room, and his mother disappears. An enormous choir of the skeletons of dead soldiers fill the battlefield. They are surrounded with the implements of war: tanks, artillery guns, and machine gun nests. Fire burns in the background.
3:50: The protagonist looks around in awe
3:52: Back to the choir
3:59: One of the skeletons starts to walk forward. As he gets closer, we see that he is the dead French soldier, holding the locket that he dropped. Cut back and forth between the skeleton and the protagonist, showing the latter’s realization of who this is.
4:15: The protagonist screams and collapses to the floor. He’s in the hospital again, and the choir disappears.
Then it just shows the mom crying.

i love the way he say's "letta" at the start

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 it 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
Two - Three - Four
Mama! Mama! Mama! Oh!
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...
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
We're damned after all
Through fortune and fame 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
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise your glass high
For tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call

Pretend that you're a WW2 veteran from any of the countries who fought in WW2 and listen to this song from the beginning in a closed room.
Let's see what would happen to your eyes.
Your Mama is your Motherland.

We're damned after all
Through fortune and fame 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
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call
Okay, this is officially the best song in the album, not even WTTBP is this good. Controversial, I know, but I stand by it.

This feels like something that'd be in an emo ratatouille soundtrack

This is one of my fav MCR songs! Fucking great!

If this ain't played at my funeral I ain't dying 🙄✋🏾

First time hearing this.
Ahhh! Didn't have MCR when I was younger, better late than never.

*screams* MAMA! MAMA! MAAAAAAAAAAAA
mom: what??

FOR SOME REASON I CAN IMAGINE THIS SONG IN A HORROR SAD RATED R MOVIE AND THIS SONG FITS IN SO GOOD

I don’t always listen to this song, but when I do, so do my neighbors

Found this song from a meme today of all places, my only complaint is not hearing it sooner 🖤

KILLJOYS GET YOUR EYELINER THEY ARE MOTHERFUCKING BACK

The Gods have blessed us with one final MCR

Hands down this is the best MCR song ever

This thing has it all
- lyrics that relate to my mommy issues
- sweet, sweet guitar parts
- parts that I can only scream at the top of my lungs

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 fire 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 fire 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! Oh!
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...
[Liza Minnelli:]
And if you would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing you a song
[Gerard Way:]
But there's shit that I've done with this fuck 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.

"And when we go don't blame us" Yeah, no. I'm blaming you MCR. I thought you came back for us, but no. I'm a emotional mess and I've only known you for three and a half years.

Big MCR fan and proud. I listened to this song a little while ago and I was wondering why I liked this song and then the chorus came in and the breakdown and outro and I remembered. Thank you MCR we are forever grateful for your music

After all these years, I still think this is the best song MCR even made.

Me: mama
Mom: yes?
Me: we all go to hell
Mom: ...

Good mothers day song!

I really wish TBP got adapted into a stage musical or even a movie musical, because seeing a platoon of ww1 soldiers writing letters home only for the stage to be engulfed by white while the sirens play before revealing their crying families, and then seeing them rise as the black parade would be so epic.

that entire buildup with the countdown and then with the siren in the back and everything MWAH

Turns out my mom used to listen to this band in the early 2000's when she found out I liked this band too she was so happy and started playing some MCR songs

i still get chills every time

That bit when the chorus starts perfectly hits the spot.

this song gives me a carnival vibe idk why

Fact: the mother's voice is not Gerard and Mikey's mother. It is liza minnelli.

As someone who is always worried that my mom is secretly crying in the room, the outro is bringing something out in me

My favorite song out of your whole tire list of black parade

2:39 to the rest of the song is my all time favorite part tbh cause the G U I T A R

this song is so beautifully written I can't get over it

I'm listening this song on repeat... It really makes my mood, can't explain...

i want whoever did the background vocals at 1:39 to do them in every song ever

Bandit: Mama...
Lyn-z: Gerard she's talking!!!
Bandit: Mama we all go to hell
Lyn-z: dammit Gerard
Gerard: Oh well then Mama, we're all gonna die
Lyn-z: *loud sigh*

let’s repeat together
my eyes are just sweating i’m not crying
my eyes are just sweating i’m not crying
my eyes are just sweating i’m not crying
my eyes are just sweating i’m not crying