Looking For A Place To Happen

[Verse 1] 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 shit [Chorus] Looking for a place to happen Making stops along the way [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] [Verse 3] 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? [Chorus]