Front Porch Beatnik - Canned Beer and Literature

He's got the air of
Jack Kerouac and such
Just with his hair off
But I will say as much
He used to be one
Of those opposing what
Society thought
It strictly should applaud
Oh, hell of a guy
Front porch beatnik
Hell of a wicked dude
I wanna be his friend
Beat up the neighborhood
Who needs a rat race
If there is barbecues and canned beer
And literature
Oh, can I apply to be a junior beatnik
Fumes of charcoal
We sat outside his house
Discussing politics
The Velvet Underground
William S. Borroughs
He's getting some more beer
But no more Heroin
End of his drug career
Hey Allen Ginsberg
How do sharks without fins work
Front porch beatnik
Hell of a wicked dude
I wanna be his friend
Beat up the neighborhood
Who needs a rat race
If there is barbecues and canned beer
And literature
Oh, can I apply to be a junior beatnik
He's got the air of
Jack Kerouac and such
Just with his hair off
But I will say as much
He used to be one
Of those opposing what
Society thought
It strictly should applaud
Front porch beatnik
Hell of a wicked dude
I wanna be his friend
Beat up the neighborhood
Who needs a rat race
If there is barbecues and canned beer
And literature
Oh, can I apply to be a junior beatnik

Written by:
Christian Schidlowski

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