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I went in to 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 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 From Letras Mania