Barbary Coast (Later)

Theres a dance hall there where the sick folks go
Like the olden days on the Barbary Coast
Theres a barefoot child playing in the rain
You can sell your wares even if theyre 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 ones free
And the checkout girls got a thing for me
And theyre both as sweet as the day is long
I dont wanna feel stuck, baby
I just wanna get drunk before noon
I dont mind my head when theres room to dream
Feel like Paul Gauguin painting breadfruit trees
In some far off place where I dont 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
Its a stimulant, its pornography
It takes all my will not to turn it off
I dont 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 youll hang around awhile
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