歌词
I've got a job I explore
I follow every little whiff
And I want my life to smell like this
To find a place an ancient race
The kind you'd like to gamble with
Where they'd stamp on burning bags of ****
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 scene from memory
So I'd know who murdered me
It's a vain pursuit but it helps me to sleep
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way
Jacques cartier right 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 in sit right down
No you're not the first to show
We've all been here since god who knows
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way
Jacques cartier right this way
Jacques cartier right this way