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Hey Jack Kerouac
[ti:Hey Jack Kerouac]
[ar:一万个骗子]
[al:Campfire Songs: The Popular, Obscure and Unknown Recordings of 10,000 Maniacs]
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Hey Jack Kerouac - 10000 Maniacs
Hey Jack Kerouac, I think of your mother
And the tears she cried,
They were cried for none other
Than her little boy lost in
Our little world that hated
And that dared to drag him down,
Her little boy courageous.
Who chose his words from mouths
Of babes got lost in the wood.
Hip flask slinging madman,
Steaming cafe flirts.
They all spoke through you.
Hey Jack, now for the tricky part,
When you were the brightest star,
Who were the shadows?
Of the San Francisco beat boys
You were the favorite.
Now they sit and rattle their bones
And think of their blood stoned days.
You chose your words from mouths
Of babes got lost in the wood.
The hip flask slinging madman,
Steaming cafe flirts,
In Chinatown howling at night.
Allen baby, why so jaded?
Have the boys all grown up
And their beauty faded?
Billy, what a saint they've made you
Just like Mary down in Mexico
On All Souls' Day.
You chose your words from mouths
Of babes got lost in the wood.
Cool junk booting madmen
Street minded girls
In Harlem, howling at night.
What a tear stained shock of the world,
You've gone away without saying
Saying goodbye