Beck — Electric Music and the Summer People

[Verse 1] Out on the highway, I'm doing it my way Handing out money, the flies making honey Zigzag patients, vibrating the ancients Beaches aplenty, the pigs on the levee [Chorus] Let's 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 [Verse 2] Seasons are turning, villages burning Convalescents open their presents Wandering children ready and willing Beggars and lightweights harness the highways [Chorus] Let's 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 [Verse 3] Abandoned coal mines, we'll have a good time Sunstroke rivals recycling bibles [Chorus] Let's 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