[Verse 1]
There's a dancehall there where the sick folks go
Like the olden days on the Barbary Coast
There's a barefoot child, she's playing in the rain
You can sell your wares even if they're hot
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 one's free
And the checkout girl's got a thing for me
And they're both as sweet as the day is long

[Chorus]
I don't wanna feel stuck, baby
I just wanna get drunk before noon

[Verse 2]
I don't mind my head when there's room to dream
Feel like Paul Gauguin painting breadfruit trees
In some far-off place where I don't 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
It's a stimulant, it's pornography
It takes all my will not to turn it off
[Chorus]
Don't want you to feel sad, baby
I take everything back, I swear I do

[Bridge]
'Cause once all the friends I had
Have used me up and left
I'll bet you hang around
I'll bet you hang around a while