Songtext von Electric Music And The Summer People

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