I went into twelve bookstores looking for Ulysses
Mother, well, led me to believe, all my questions would be answered
Now I have it here, sitting on the table
Another word for the universeLoose green tea and a bonsai tree, an underground apartment
Check my e-mail and wash my clothes while my rice is cooking
Oh Jesus Christ, how I hate making phone calls
So I lead a lonely lifeA waterfall from a higher place told me all about you
The funeral of the man I was, told me not to doubt you
Oh, what we could do with your dress up 'round your shoulders
We could leave all our fear behindI went into the liquor store looking for a bottle
Of my favorite Bombay gin, the answer to my problems
But to my delight, the bottles were all taken
Oh yeah, another hero's night