Rock & Roll Lies

Standing at Lincoln and 7 Edson Cemetery in Lowell
The maple leaves are blazing like sparks flashing off of God's soul
Jack Kerouac is buried here He died a miserable man
Spokesman for his generation
That's more than the poet could stand

Rock and Roll lies, Rock and Roll lies
All that burn, burn, burn, burning killed Sal Paradise
Killed Janis and Jimmy, Kurt, Elvis and Jim
I wish they were still singing I really miss them

Subterranean hipsters, the beatniks, the flower child
Every new wave creates customers making the record man smile
What's left when the glory consumes you
And you can't tell the truth from the lies?
While the one thing you still believe in
You must sell to whoever will buy

An American flag in a port bottle
Is sittin' there right next to Jacks grave
On The Road is a songwriter's scripture
From the land of the free and the brave

Rock and Roll lies, Rock and Roll lies
All that burn, burn, burn, burning killed Sal Paradise
Killed Janis and Jimmy, Kurt, Elvis and Jim
I wish they were still singing I miss them