Charles Bukowski died in 1994Little Jack Horton died June 17, 2004Ten years laterIn Gibsontown, FloridaCharles Bukowski, the passing of an American poetAn American legend and an American voicePost office worker, crank, outsider, drunk, madmanAmerican and a poetAuthentic voice in a wasted landLittle Jack Horton, movie actor, stuntmanCircus clown, freak poetAnd hot walkerAn unauthentic voiceFlying above the midway of AmericaTwo voicesClosed down foreverAnd I realized it was all goneIt was overThe old L.A., the literature of the legaciesThe metallic sounds of great lost American musicBlasting out of cheap little speakersBlasting out of car speakers and cantinas on the borderAll the old jazz, hardcore country westernThe wild American musicThe metallic soundAnd all those old storiesBukowski and Little Jack Horton stealing a train engineAnd those blind Jesus singers in Pershing SquareThe Sisters of MercyI can still hear themI can still hear themI can still hear themI can still hear themI can still hear themI can still hear themWe'll sing and shout for victoryWhat we all get to heavenWhat a day of rejoicing that will beWhen we all see JesusWe'll sing and shout the victoryWhile we walk this built-in pathwayClouds may overspread the skyBut when drowning days are awayNot a shadow, not a star.When we all give to heaven,What a day of rejoicing that will be.When we all see Jesus,We'll sing and shout the victory.Let us then be true and faithful friends,