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Kerouac burnout

Springsteen hopped a Cadillac for Tijuana
& took Dylan along for harmonica backup
itís a long ride down the road to nowhere
but we gotta be there when they free the hostages

we can orchestrate our own hipster punk crusade
get high on thunderbird & lemonade
smoke guamura till we fade to grey
Ďcause all the good films were made in black&white

Iím looking for a new gig
anyplace where they donít know my name
maybe I can set up a poetry thrift shop
at a truck stop this side of the Potomac

I booked a room at the Hotel California
weíll get low & burn down the night
drift to the neverland in our tattoos
& Iíll keep you close in my be-bop dream
made for lovers

thereís a girl who only comes around
when Iím passed out drunk
but Iíll meet her sometime
at a carnival or a sidewalk cafť
& when she asks me if I love her
I wonít know what to say

Iíll be there when you read this
& when the little guyís getting billy-clubbed by the cops
where men stand in line at the soup kitchen
Ďcause there ainít no work
women & kids dressed in rags Iíll be there
& when they pour the sacramental wine
made from the bitter grapes of Wrath
Iíll be thereÖ

(Art: William Mortensen)

Written by JohnFeddeler
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