| Song | Hey Jack Kerouac |
| Artist | 10,000 Maniacs |
| Album | MTV Unplugged [live] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Buck, Merchant |
| [00:09.33] | Hey Jack Kerouac, |
| [00:12.98] | I think of you mother and all the tears she cried |
| [00:19.89] | She would cry for none other |
| [00:24.73] | than her little boy lost in a little world that hated |
| [00:31.70] | and that dared to drag him down |
| [00:35.70] | Her little boy courageous |
| [00:39.94] | who chose his words from mouths |
| [00:43.24] | of babes got lost in the wood. |
| [00:47.83] | Hip-flash slinging madmen, |
| [00:51.23] | steaming cafe flirts, |
| [00:54.97] | they all spoke through you. |
| [00:59.18] | Hey Jack, now for the tricky part, |
| [01:04.56] | when you were the brightest star |
| [01:09.16] | who were the shadows? |
| [01:13.00] | Of the San Francisco beat boys |
| [01:16.25] | you were the favourite. |
| [01:20.50] | Now they sit and rattle their bones |
| [01:23.96] | and think of their blood stoned days |
| [01:27.83] | You chose your words from mouths of |
| [01:31.98] | babes got lost in the world. |
| [01:35.77] | The hip-flask slinging madmen |
| [01:39.52] | steaming cafe flirts, |
| [01:43.21] | in Chinatown, howling at night |
| [02:02.82] | Allen baby, why so jaded? |
| [02:10.57] | Have the boys all grown up |
| [02:13.78] | and their beauty faded? |
| [02:18.43] | Billy, what a saint they made you |
| [02:24.72] | You‘re just like Mary down in Mexico On All Souls' Day. |
| [02:33.27] | You chose your words from mouths of |
| [02:37.22] | babes lost in the world |
| [02:40.67] | The cool junk booting madmen, |
| [02:44.86] | street minded girls in Harlem, howling at night. |
| [03:06.90] | What a tear stained shock of the world |
| [03:13.31] | you've gone away without saying goodbye. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Buck, Merchant |
| [00:09.33] | Hey Jack Kerouac, |
| [00:12.98] | I think of you mother and all the tears she cried |
| [00:19.89] | She would cry for none other |
| [00:24.73] | than her little boy lost in a little world that hated |
| [00:31.70] | and that dared to drag him down |
| [00:35.70] | Her little boy courageous |
| [00:39.94] | who chose his words from mouths |
| [00:43.24] | of babes got lost in the wood. |
| [00:47.83] | Hipflash slinging madmen, |
| [00:51.23] | steaming cafe flirts, |
| [00:54.97] | they all spoke through you. |
| [00:59.18] | Hey Jack, now for the tricky part, |
| [01:04.56] | when you were the brightest star |
| [01:09.16] | who were the shadows? |
| [01:13.00] | Of the San Francisco beat boys |
| [01:16.25] | you were the favourite. |
| [01:20.50] | Now they sit and rattle their bones |
| [01:23.96] | and think of their blood stoned days |
| [01:27.83] | You chose your words from mouths of |
| [01:31.98] | babes got lost in the world. |
| [01:35.77] | The hipflask slinging madmen |
| [01:39.52] | steaming cafe flirts, |
| [01:43.21] | in Chinatown, howling at night |
| [02:02.82] | Allen baby, why so jaded? |
| [02:10.57] | Have the boys all grown up |
| [02:13.78] | and their beauty faded? |
| [02:18.43] | Billy, what a saint they made you |
| [02:24.72] | You' re just like Mary down in Mexico On All Souls' Day. |
| [02:33.27] | You chose your words from mouths of |
| [02:37.22] | babes lost in the world |
| [02:40.67] | The cool junk booting madmen, |
| [02:44.86] | street minded girls in Harlem, howling at night. |
| [03:06.90] | What a tear stained shock of the world |
| [03:13.31] | you' ve gone away without saying goodbye. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Buck, Merchant |
| [00:09.33] | Hey Jack Kerouac, |
| [00:12.98] | I think of you mother and all the tears she cried |
| [00:19.89] | She would cry for none other |
| [00:24.73] | than her little boy lost in a little world that hated |
| [00:31.70] | and that dared to drag him down |
| [00:35.70] | Her little boy courageous |
| [00:39.94] | who chose his words from mouths |
| [00:43.24] | of babes got lost in the wood. |
| [00:47.83] | Hipflash slinging madmen, |
| [00:51.23] | steaming cafe flirts, |
| [00:54.97] | they all spoke through you. |
| [00:59.18] | Hey Jack, now for the tricky part, |
| [01:04.56] | when you were the brightest star |
| [01:09.16] | who were the shadows? |
| [01:13.00] | Of the San Francisco beat boys |
| [01:16.25] | you were the favourite. |
| [01:20.50] | Now they sit and rattle their bones |
| [01:23.96] | and think of their blood stoned days |
| [01:27.83] | You chose your words from mouths of |
| [01:31.98] | babes got lost in the world. |
| [01:35.77] | The hipflask slinging madmen |
| [01:39.52] | steaming cafe flirts, |
| [01:43.21] | in Chinatown, howling at night |
| [02:02.82] | Allen baby, why so jaded? |
| [02:10.57] | Have the boys all grown up |
| [02:13.78] | and their beauty faded? |
| [02:18.43] | Billy, what a saint they made you |
| [02:24.72] | You' re just like Mary down in Mexico On All Souls' Day. |
| [02:33.27] | You chose your words from mouths of |
| [02:37.22] | babes lost in the world |
| [02:40.67] | The cool junk booting madmen, |
| [02:44.86] | street minded girls in Harlem, howling at night. |
| [03:06.90] | What a tear stained shock of the world |
| [03:13.31] | you' ve gone away without saying goodbye. |