Lyrics Electric Music And The Summer People - Beck, Ken Andrews

Electric Music And The Summer People

Out on the highway
I’m doing it my way
Zigzag patients
Vibrating the ancients
Handing' out money
The flies making' 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… That’s what i like!
Seasons are turning'
Villages burning'
Convalescents
Open their presents
Wandering' children
Ready and willing'…
Beggars and lightweights
Harness the highways
Abandoned coal mine
We’ll have a good time
Red tape rivals
Recycling bibles