Electric Music And The Summer People (version 02) — текст песни (Beck)

Out on the highway,
i`m doing it my way
zig-zag patients,
vibrating the ancients
handin` out money,
the flies makin` 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... thats what i like!

seasons are turnin`,
villages burnin`,
convalescents
open their presents
wanderin` children
ready and willin`...
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... thats 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,
running away... thats what i like!