2020.07.08.
Helen, my Helen
Helen, my HelenYou're my mullet
And if I don't get you
What's the point of my life?
You play and laugh with others
And you leave me all alone
Think on and on
Be sorry about my youth
Your witch mother
I'll come and make her drunk
So she'll fall asleep
And I'll kiss you sweet
So I can tell you my pain
My adored Helen
That I keep within me
And burns my heart