Jack Kerouac

He got the droop of a fatherless child

Almost imperceptible, one can't see it with the naked eye

Oh but I can

That cardboard lady in the corner store

Her sparkle is all painted on

Six no-good men took all her shine and more

Left her youth near Sausalito

Oh, it's humorless and comical at once

Always bein' a stranger, wearin' the last town's dust

Oh, it's humorless, oh

They look me over, one up and one down

I can tell they're wonderin' who my people are

I say I'm new in town

I know it's gonna take a while

Oh, it's humorless and comical at once

Always bein' a stranger, wearin' the last town's dust

Oh, it's humorless, oh, it's humorless

I speculate and browse the Duraflame

Winter in the West Coast, cool out by the sea

Where no one knows my name

I'm on the road like Jack-Jack Kerouac

Like Jack-Jack Kerouac, like Jack-Jack Kerouac

Like Jack-Jack Kerouac, like Jack-Jack Kerouac

Jack-Jack Kerouac, Jack-Jack Kerouac

Jack-Jack Kerouac