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| so:text | hey Jack Kerouac I think of your mother and the tears she cried, she 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 who chose his words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts they all spoke through you (en) |
| so:isPartOf | https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Natalie_Merchant |
| so:description | Song lyrics (en) |
| so:description | In My Tribe (1987) (en) |
| so:description | Hey Jack Kerouac (en) |
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