Ulysses

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 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 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 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 Oh yeah, another hero's night