Mama Come Home

Rewrite of Momma Look Sharp from 1776

Edward

Alphonse, hey Alphonse

Don't look down where she lay

The tears will come flowin'

In the harsh light of day

She's still around

I don't care what they say

Hey. Hey. Mama, come home.

Edward

Al, let us try the forbidden as one

We'll hunt for the answers

'Til the Truth we have won

The battle with death

Has only begun

Hey. Hey. Mama, come home.

Edward

Al, are you ready?

Soon we'll be a group of three

We'll bring her back

Just for you and for me

Al, where are you?

Has your soul flown from me?

Hey. Hey. Alphonse, come home.

Truth

I'll let you see my knowledge

And Al's soul I will return

But the price you'll pay will equal

Her death you tired to spurn

And never again will you try to defy

Alphonse

Hey. Hey. Edward, come home.