Ayesha Erotica
Christina
[Verse]
Christina's bright eyes need someone to love
Strung out of her mind, tricked out of her son
When they call your words noise, call your rage mood swings
Does the pipe still burn when the pretty bird sings?

[Chorus]
Why does the help have to be so dehumanizing?
Why does the help have to be so dehumanizing?
Covered in ice, blue smoke in the winter rising
Why does the help have to be so dehumanizing?