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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gord Downie
Lead Vocals
Johnny Fay
Drums
Paul Langlois
Guitar
Gord Sinclair
Bass
Rob Baker
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gord Downie
Composer
Johnny Fay
Composer
Paul Langlois
Composer
Gord Sinclair
Composer
Rob Baker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Tsangarides
Producer
Sarah Bedingham
Assistant Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Chris 'Wood' Marshall
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
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
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way, hey
Wayward ho, away we go
It's a shame to leave this masterpiece
With its gallery gods and its 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, hey
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way, hey
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way, hey
Jacques Cartier, right this way
I'll put your coat up on the bed
Hey, man, you've got the 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, hey
Looking for a place to happen
Making stops along the way, hey
Jacques Cartier, right this way
I'll put your coat up on the bed
You've got the real bum's eye for clothes
And come on in, sit right down
We've all been here since, God, who knows?
Writer(s): Johnny Fay, Gordon Sinclair, Paul Langlois, Robert Baker, Gordon Downie
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