Canned Beer and Literature Lyrics

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