[Verse 1] Out on the highway, Im doing it my way Handing out money, the flies making honey Zigzag patients, vibrating the ancients Beaches aplenty, the pigs on the levee [Chorus] Lets dont 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 [Verse 2] Seasons are turning, villages burning Convalescents open their presents Wandering children ready and willing Beggars and lightweights harness the highways [Chorus] Lets dont 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 [Verse 3] Abandoned coal mines, well have a good time Sunstroke rivals recycling bibles [Chorus] Lets dont 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
halfway, drum, trip, beating, everyone