10,000 Maniacs - Hey Jack Kerouac lyrics

Hey Jack Kerouac I think of your mother And the tears she cried They were cried for none other Than a little boy lost in the wood that hated And that dared to drag him down Her little boy courageous He chose his words from mouths of Babes got lost in the world The hip flask slingin' madman Steamin' café 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 favourite 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 world The hip flask slingin' madmen Steamin' caf' 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 made you Just like Mary down in Mexico On all souls' day You chose your words from mouths of Babes lost in the world Cool junk booting madman Street minded girls In Harlem, howling at night What a tear stained, shock of the world You've gone away without sayin' Sayin' goodbye