martes, 18 de diciembre de 2007

My Chemical Romance - Lyrics

Como tengo una fiebre MCR, a honrarla... LYRICS

- Welcome To The Black Parade lyrics

When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.

He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
He said "Will you defeat them,
your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?"
Because one day I'll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join the black parade."

When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"

Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
And when you're gone we want you all to know.

We'll carry on,
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it.

A woman sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end
We hear the call

To carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches
On and on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh

Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all

Do or die
You'll never make me
Because the world, will never take my heart
You can try, you'll never break me
You want it all, you wanna play this part
I won't explain or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it's who we are
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
I'm just a boy, who's meant to sing this song
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
I -- don't -- care

We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
You'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry
We'll carry on
(Do or die
You'll never make me
Because the world, will never take my heart
You can try, you'll never break me
You want it all, you wanna play this part)
[x2]

- Mama

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.

Mama we're all gonna die.
Mama we're all gonna die.
Stop asking me questions, I hate to see you cry.
Mama we're all gonna die.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah,
We 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 shoulda raised a baby girl
I shoulda been a better son
If you could counter the infection, they can amputate at once
You should’ve been
I could've been a better son.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah,
We let this 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 there
You’ll 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, ohhhh.
Mama, Mama, Mama.

Liza: and if you would call me your sweetheart, i'd maybe then sing you a song.

Gerard: but the shit that I've done with this spark of a gun,
You will cry us to rise up alive.

We’re dead after all.
Through fortune and fame we fall.
And if you can say that I’ll show you the way
And straight from the ashes you crawl.

We all carry on,
Like our brothers in arms we fall,
So raise your guns high for tomorrow we die,
And return from the ashes you're from.


Terraynova Anamarly Laura Monsery Kllsge Karen Gómez

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