Beautiful mama, I think we're closing to the end Beautiful mama, I hope you wanna reach the end Of a thousand breaks and thrills Bounded thoughts and wills So just close your eyes, bare your dreams Tell of the wishes that you have been hiding Through the years Through the weird years of gentle chill Whatever I wanted, I had to learn how to pretend And whatever I needed you never became any friend But in this hour lame and chill Confess my guilt I will 'cause I sold my soul, I walked upon water I've put shame on your innocent daughter On through the years Through the weird years of gentle chill In this hour lame and chill I fear you have the sk** But it was not for me It was not for you To harm no other of my innocent brothers On through the years On through the weird years of gentle chill 'cause you're alone in a big crowd You are smooth, slick and proud You are cruel mama, a curse from above A soft gangster, a trickster of love You've been a smooth murderer with a view to a thrill On through the weird years of gentle chill