I went into twelve bookstores
looking for Ulysses
Motherwell led me to believe
all my questions would be answered
Now I have it here sitting on the table
Another word for the universe
Loose 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 phonecalls
So I lead a lonely life
A 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 behind
I 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
Ah yeah, another hero's night
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