Hey Jack Kerouac Lyrics - 10,000 Maniacs

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 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, howlin' at night 

Allen baby, why so jaded? 

Have the boys all grown up 

And their beauty faded? 

Billy, what a saint they made you 

You're just like Mary down in Mexico 

On all souls' day 

You chose your words from mouths of 

Babes lost in the world 

Cool junk bootin' madmen 

Street minded girls 

In Harlem, howlin' at night 

What a tear stained, shock of the world 

You've gone away without sayin' 

Sayin' goodbye