i’d go to hell and back for kerouac. if my car don’t fail me now. and if i drive forever. i might not ever be found. white lines disappearing. cool wind by my ear. no voices interfering. it’s only you i hear. i’d go to hell and back for kerouac. if my car don’t fail me now. and if i drive forever. i might not ever be found. just another road song. looking for some wheels. just a passing fancy. you know how it feels. and how long it’s been. that old sensation. it's all your own creation. i’d go to hell and back for kerouac. if my car don’t fail me now. and if i don’t leave the road. i might not ever come down. openly contemptuous. brazen defiance. repeat offenders. never compliant. too big to say no to. enough is never enough. too scared to ask who. bigger is bigger and better. and all that stuff. openly contemptuous. reckless indifference. so uninhibited. you keep nothing from us. so let’s all get honest. no doubting thomases. no clues left scattered around. no broken promises. and no cure can be found. still the world goes round. openly contemptuous. brazen defiance. vaguely disinterested. in self-reliance. you say he’s a repeat offender. if he’s sorry, then i don’t remember. no idle chit chat. no sad little sounds. no time for excuses. and no cure can be found. still the world goes round. still the world goes round. well i met a man. he said this one's for you. but don’t hold on to it too tightly. this is nobody blues. you can love it. but you can’t own it. don’t you know that it’s true. the blues is for everybody. this is nobody’s blues. i got home that night about a quarter to two. drunk and disorderly. singing nobody’s blues. and my baby she said to me. here’s some advice you could use. she said the blues is for everybody. but that is nobody’s blues. so i’m walking along and singing. and this guy says to me don’t do that. and i said why. and he says that it’s personal. and that it's his song. and i said that may be true. but the blues is for everybody. this is nobody’s blues.