Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tic , by - Helmet. Release date: 31.12.1993
Song language: English
Tic |
| The tic begins, where’s the manned end? |
| The climate change will never get in |
| Silent and strong, prepossessed |
| You never need to make your own mess |
| Weasel to me, charming to some |
| Loathsome and glib, habits like self love |
| Wearing slim fast, you carve your niche |
| Lean smug back and work your pitch |
| And all the way I’m gone |
| No demon race to find |
| You paint it up and know |
| That any face could lie |
| And all the way I’m gone |
| No demon race to find |
| You paint it up and know |
| That any face could lie |
| Affect my greatest style |
| What suits me best of all |
| I keep my pocket filled |
| Lean right and fall |