| Paroles: | (W. Hyatt)
Babes in the woods,
Oh, which way to go?
Babes in the woods,
No one to
say no;
Pretty people come to me,
Cry your heart all out,
Tell me what it's all
about.
Who remembers Kerouac?
What was that all about?
Right on Jack,
So long
Jack,
Who remembers anything,
And who cares anyhow?
But here's to those still on the
road,
And those on the road back.
Babes in the woods,
Oh, which way to go?
Babes in
the woods,
No one to say no;
Pretty people come to me,
Cry your heart all out,
Tell
me what it's all about.
Pretty people hear me cry,
Cry my heart all out,
Tell me what
it's all about. |
