I ve got a jobI exploreI follow every little whiff
And I want my life to smell like this
To find a placean ancient race
The kind you d like to gamble with
Where they d stamp on burning bags of shit.
Looking for a place to happen
making stops along the way
Wayward ho! Away we go
It s a shame to leave this masterpiece
With it s gallery gods and it s garbage-bag trees
So I ll paint a scenefrom memory
so I d know who murdered me
It s a vain pursuitbut it helps me to sleep
Looking for a place to happen
making stops along the way
Jacques Cartierright this way
I ll put your coat up on the bed
Hey man you ve got a real bum s eye for clothes
And come on insit right down
no you re not the first to show
We ve all been here sinceGodwho knows?
Looking for a place to happen
making stops along the way.

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