Editing Opis Helpus

<noinclude>{{DISPLAYTITLE:Opís Helpus}}
{{Song |
track-name = Opís Helpus |
track-number= 2 |
release-name-text = Pullhair Rubeye |
release-name-link = Pullhair Rubeye |
release-artist = Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan |
release-artist-link = Avey Tare & Kria Brekkan |
release-year = 2007 |
track-length = 8:32 |
track-first-played = 2006 |
track-previous = Sis Around the Sandmill | 
track-previous-text = Sis Around the Sándmill | 
track-next = Foetus No-Man |
}}</noinclude>
<lyrics>
Don't pull your hair out, pull it all out
Shaking like a cold kachina
There's then a greedy chance to eat a
Picnic made for you and me

I stumble out of doors that grate and
Kknew some men where birds did play and
They left their fingers and yours I'm taking
I rave about a song I'm making

Your hand fits well in my weathered pocket
But you're holed all up from tops of your socks and
If I get hungry I'll dig into the apples till you
Smack my hand and I lay off of those apples

And on the piss they lay on blankets
Kids and kites that look like tanks and
The ranks of tanners are slowly fading to
Whitebacks out from the winter shading

A little boy looking
Saw us kissing
He said, "Dirty people!"
Then he runs and cries and laughs

Now his mom knows 
And she keeps smiling
Pour the second 
For a real good time

So don't pull your hair out don't pull it all out
Shaking like a cold kachina
There's then a greedy chance to eat a
Picnic made for you and me

Don't pull your hair out don't pull it all out you're
Shaking like a cold kachina
There's then a greedy chance to eat a 
Picnic made for you and me

Officer please let us know 
If we were offending anyone
We were trying to have fun
We were just politely drinking

Officer please let us go 
We weren't trying to hurt anyone
We were trying to have fun
Trying to eat our cakes and buns

Officer please let us go
We weren't trying to hurt anyone
We were just politely drinking
We were trying to have fun

Officer please let us know
If we were offending anyone
We were just politely drinking
Trying to eat our cakes and buns

Oh cause each day I shred out
Each day I need to spread out
And I got fed out
On streets I'm one to spray

Oh each day I shred out
Each day I need to spread out
I got fed out
On streets I'm one to spray

Oh each I day I shred out
Each day I need to spread out
I got fed out
On streets I'm one to spray

So is anybody looking anymore in the wheat fields
Is anybody talking anymore in the wheat fields
Is anybody walking anymore in the wheat fields
Is anybody stomping anymore in the wheat fields
Is anybody walking anymore in the wheat fields
Anybody stomping anymore in the wheat fields
</lyrics>