Good God the Sorrow!
They dont even listen to me when
I try to tell them they will die.
They say "Of course I know I'll die.
Why should you mention it now?
Why should I worry about it?
It’ll happen, it’ll happen
Now, I want a good time.
Excuse me, it's a beautiful happy June
Afternoon I want to walk in.”
Why are you so tragic and gloomy?
Utdrag från Macdougal street blues av Jack Kerouac
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