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.
