Electric Music And The Summer People
Beck
Out on the highway i'm doin it my way
Handing out money of flies making honey
Zig-zag patients vibrating the ancients
Legions of plenty, the pigs on the levee
Let's don't be like everyone else
With the one-trip rooms, the half-way house
Big black drums beat in the night
Running away--that's what i like
Breezes are turning, village is burning
Convalescents open the presents
Wandering children ready and willing
Beggars and light-weights hard as the highway
Let's don't be like everyone else
With the one-trip rooms, the half-way house
Big black drums beat in the night
Running away--that's what i like
Abandoned coal mines, we'll have a good time
Sunstroke rivals recycling bibles
Let's don't be like everyone else
With the one-trip rooms, the half-way house
Big black drums beat in the night
Running away--that's what i like