Songtexte In Back of the Real - Allen Ginsberg
                                                Railroad 
                                                yard 
                                                in 
                                                San 
                                                Jose
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wandered 
                                                desolate
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                front 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                tank 
                                                factory
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                sat 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                bench
 
                                    
                                
                                                Near 
                                                the 
                                                switchman's 
                                                shack.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                flower 
                                                lay 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                hay 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                asphalt 
                                                highway
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                thought--It 
                                                had 
                                                a
 
                                    
                                
                                                Brittle 
                                                black 
                                                stem 
                                                and
 
                                    
                                
                                                Corolla 
                                                of 
                                                yellowish 
                                                dirty
 
                                    
                                
                                                Spikes 
                                                like 
                                                Jesus' 
                                                inchlong
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crown, 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                soiled
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dry 
                                                center 
                                                cotton 
                                                tuft
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                used 
                                                shaving 
                                                brush
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                been 
                                                lying 
                                                under
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                garage 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                year.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yellow, 
                                                yellow 
                                                flower, 
                                                and
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flower 
                                                of 
                                                industry,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tough 
                                                spiky 
                                                ugly 
                                                flower,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flower 
                                                nonetheless,
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                form 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                great 
                                                yellow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rose 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                brain!
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                flower 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                World.
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Howl
2 The Sunflower Sutra
3 Footnote to Howl
4 A Supermarket in California
5 Transcription of Organ Music
6 America
7 In Back of the Real
8 Strange Coittage in Berkeley
9 Europe! Europe!
10 Kaddish
11 Sunflower Sutra (Chicago Reading 1959)
12 A Supermarket in California (Chicago Reading 1959)
13 Transcription of Organ Music (Chicago Reading 1959)
14 America (Chicago Reading 1959)
15 Europe, Europe (Chicago Reading 1959)
16 Poem Rocket (Poetry Centre, San Francisco 1959)
17 Message from Paris (Poetry Centre, San Francisco 1959)
18 Squeal (Poetry Centre, San Francisco 1959)
19 Wrote This Last Night (Poetry Centre, San Francisco 1959)
20 The Lion for Real (Poetry Centre, San Francisco 1959)
21 To Aunt Rose (Poetry Centre, San Francisco 1959)
22 Ignu (Poetry Centre, San Francisco 1959)
23 To Lindsay (Poetry Centre, San Francisco 1959)
24 Kaddish (Poetry Centre, San Francisco 1959)
25 Back on Times Square/Dreaming of Times Square (Robert Creeley's Home 1959)
26 Laughing Gas Part 1 (Robert Creeley's Home 1959)
27 My Sad Self (For Frank O'hara) (Robert Creeley's Home 1959)
28 To Aunt Rose (Robert Creeley's Home 1959)
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