Intro:
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Verse #1:
I've got a job, I explore
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I follow every little whiff
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And I want my life to smell like this
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Find a place, an ancient race,
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the kind you'd like to gamble with
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Where they'd stamp on burning bags of shit.
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Chorus:
Lookin' for a place to happen
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Makin' stops along the way...
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(Intro Riff)

Verse #2:
Wayward ho, 'way we go
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It's a shame to leave this masterpeice,
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With its gallery gods and its garbage bag trees 
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So I'll paint a scene, from memory
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So I'd know who murdered me,
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It's vain pursuit but it helps me to sleep.
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Chorus:
Lookin' for a place to happen
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Makin' stops along the way...
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(Intro Riff)

Verse #3:
Jaques Cartier; right this way,
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I'll put you're coat up on the bed.
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Hey man you got a real bum's eye for clothes
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And come on in, sit right down.
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No you're not the first to show,
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we've all been here since, God who knows?
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Chorus:
Lookin' for a place to happen
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Makin' stops along the way...
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