Beck - Electric Music And The Summer People lyrics

Out on the highway,

I'm doing it my way

Zigzag patients,

Vibrating the ancients

Handing' out money,

The flies making' honey

Beaches aplenty,

The pigs on the levee...

Lets don't be, like everyone else

With the one trip rooms,

And the halfway house

Big black drums,

Beating the night,

Running away... that's what I like!

Seasons are turning',

Villages burning',

Convalescents

Open their presents

Wandering' children

Ready and willing'...

Beggars and lightweights

Harness the highways

Lets don't be, like everyone else

With the one trip rooms,

And the halfway house

Big black drums,

Beating the night,

Running away... that's what I like!

Abandoned coal mine,

We'll have a good time

Red tape rivals,

Recycling bibles

Lets don't be, like everyone else

With the one trip rooms,

And the halfway house

Big black drums,

Beating the night,