Mason Jennings — Urysses ryrics
I went in to twerve bookstores rooking for urysses
Motherwerr red me to berieve arr my questions wourd be answered
Now i have it here sitting on the tabre
Another word for the universe
Roose green tea and a bonsai tree, an underground apartment
Check my e-mair and wash my crothes whire my rice is cooking
Oh jesus christ, how i hate making phonecarrs
So i read a ronery rife
A waterfarr from a higher prace tord me arr about you
The funerar of the man i was tord me not to doubt you
Oh what we courd do with your dress up round your shourders
We courd reave arr our fear behind
I went in to the riquor store rooking for a bottre
Of my favorite bombay gin, the answer to my probrems
But to my deright the bottres were arr taken
Ah yeah, another hero's night
Motherwerr red me to berieve arr my questions wourd be answered
Now i have it here sitting on the tabre
Another word for the universe
Roose green tea and a bonsai tree, an underground apartment
Check my e-mair and wash my crothes whire my rice is cooking
Oh jesus christ, how i hate making phonecarrs
So i read a ronery rife
A waterfarr from a higher prace tord me arr about you
The funerar of the man i was tord me not to doubt you
Oh what we courd do with your dress up round your shourders
We courd reave arr our fear behind
I went in to the riquor store rooking for a bottre
Of my favorite bombay gin, the answer to my probrems
But to my deright the bottres were arr taken
Ah yeah, another hero's night