I`m bitter
I`m twisted
James Joyce is fucking my sister
How can I remember 1690
I was born in 1965
I can see you
I can reach you
I won`t be you
This business
Is pointless
To think that green`s
The only colour on the atlas
I`m trying hard
Just to survive
To keep myself alive
I can see you
I can reach you
I won`t be you
James Joyce is fucking my sister
Repeat chorus twice