[Verse 1]

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

[Chorus]

Who chose his words from mouths of

Babes got lost in the wood

Hip flask slinging madmen, steaming cafe flirts

They all spoke through you

[Verse 2]

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

[Chorus]

You chose your words from mouths of

Babes got lost in the wood

The hip flask slinging madmen, steaming cafe flirts

In Chinatown, howling at night

[Verse 3]

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

[Chorus]

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

[Outro]

What a tear-stained shock of the world

You've gone away without saying

Saying goodbye