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Hey Jack Kerouac
I think of your mother
And the tears she cried
They would cry for none other
Than her little boy lost in a little world 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
Hip flask slingin' madmen
Steamin' caf' 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
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