how harsh the herald angels sing i ve been puking my guts all morning oh to bear the hex of unfairer sex it s difficult it s boring i guess i just quit drinking i guess i just quit smoking guess i ll need some names alan william or james doctor tell me you re joking i take the bus to the free clinic on clemens with my headphones on no music please don t sit next to me glad lee the cross eyed bear walks into a bar she says you don t know how lucky you men are the tenants who live below me they pretend they don t know me coz they don t see a ring now they know everything they whisper don t hello me but talk your shit man i don t care it s for a boy for a girl it s claire