Electric Music and The Summer People — текст песни (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