Electric Music And The Summer People Songtext / Lyric

Out on the highway, i'm doing it my way
handin' out money of flies makin' honey
zig-zag patients vibrating the ancients
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 beat in the night
running away... thats what i like!

breezes are turnin', village is 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 beat in the night
running away... thats what i like!

abandoned coal mines, we'll have a good time
sunstroke rivals, recycling bibles

lets don't be, like everyone else
with the one trip rooms, and the halfway house
big black drums beat in the night
running away.. thats what i like!