Barbary Coast (Later)

There's a dance hall there where the sick folks go

Like the olden days on the Barbary Coast

There's a barefoot child playing in the rain

You can sell your wares even if they're hard

In the great bazaar or the parking lot

'Cause it takes a while to know who to blame

I might have a taste 'cause the first one's free

And the checkout girls got a thing for me

And they're both as sweet as the day is long

I don't wanna feel stuck, baby

I just wanna get drunk before noon

I don't mind my head when there's room to dream

Feel like Paul Gauguin painting breadfruit trees

In some far off place where I don't belong

Tried to lose myself in the primitive

In Yosemite like John Muir did

But his eyes were blue and mine are red and raw

'Cause the modern world is a sight to see

It's a stimulant, it's pornography

It takes all my will not to turn it off

I don't want you to feel sad, baby

I take everything back, I swear I do

'Cause once all the friends I had

Have used me up and left

I bet you hang around

I bet you'll hang around awhile

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