Текст песни Beatrice

Beatrice come over here, come and lay yourself down yea tell me all about it to that lonesome sound Take a look outside, it's all a bit crazy People are real nervous, too nervous to talk to a mother's son. Beatrice let's get dressed, Take a look at what's been done yea you got me thinking about what I don't want to know Beating of the chest, snake rising in the patriot's nest Doing what's best, kicking out the face of a mother's son. Beatrice I like your smile, makes me want to own you Well okay just for a while then, before they stone you Tell me, how do you speak to God? How do you speak to God - when you're down there on the floor singing the song of a mother's son singin' out now (repeat)