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 nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
