How harsh the herald angels sing   I've been puking my guts all morning   Oh too bad the hex of unfairer sex   It's difficult and it's boring      I guess I just quit drinking   I guess I just quit smoking   I guess I'll need some names   Alvin, William and James   Doctor tell me you're joking      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 all pretend they don't know me   Cos they don't see a ring   Now they know everything   They whisper and don't "hello" me      But talk your shit, man, I don't care   It's blank for a boy but for a girl it's Claire