The Pica Beats – Helen Of Troy

The Pica Beats – Helen Of Troy Lyrics

Artist: The Pica Beats
Song: Helen Of Troy

You’re not a hooligan or {?} temptress
You’re just that whittled-down girl that {?} rooster’s hand
And when it’s coming down to several choices
We’ll break our backs and be the boys of a gumshoe gown

And live in garbage bins at a {?}
We’ll think ’bout taking little sips off every little trash can lid
And you can marry us but you still can’t stand us
It was that pencil {?} little purse you love

And he said
“Helen, Helen
Helen, to me you’re just a boy with too much guilt”
Those beets are sprouting up and the poison is calling

And he said “Hell, maybe it’s body of a renegade”
His competition is {?}
They {?} have you say that maybe it’s an accident
And bar-room brawls aside can’t close your eyelids

Just close them {?} lids on {?} where your doctor sits
And how do you feel about getting on that airplane
But almost every {?} you a lift
And we say

“Helen, Helen
Helen, to me you’re just a boy with too much guilt”
And they say
“Helen, Helen

Helen, to me you’re just a boy with too much guilt”
They say
“Helen, Helen
Helen, to me you’re just a boy with too much guilt”
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From the album:
All Mysteries Solve Themselves [Explicit]
Release Year: 2008