Ulysses
I went in to 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 universe
Loose green tea and a bonsai tree, underground apartment
Check my email and wash my clothes while my rice is cooking
Oh Jesus Christ how I hate making phone calls
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 not to doubt you
Oh what we could do with your dress up round your shoulders
We could leave all our fears behind
I went in to 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