10,000 Maniacs - Hey Jack Kerouac
San Francisco mentioned in the second verse:
Hey Jack, now for the tricky part,
When you were the brightest star, who were the shadows?
Of the San Francisco beat boys you were the favorite.
Now they sit and rattle their bones and think of their blood stoned days.
You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood.
The hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts,
In Chinatown howling at night.