Electric Music and the Summer People Lyrics

by Beck

Beck Electric Music and the Summer People Lyrics

Out on the highway, I'm doing it my way
Zigzag patients vibrating the ancients
Handing out money, the fly's making honey
Beaches a-plenty, the pig's on the levee
horus
Let's not be like everyone else, with the one-trip rooms, the halfway house
Big black drums beat in the night, running away, that's what I like
Seasons are turning, villages burning
Convalescents open the presents
Wandering children, ready and willin'
Beggars and lightweights harness the highway
horus
Let's not be like everyone else, with the one-trip rooms, the halfway house
Big black drums beat in the night, running away, that's what I like
Abandoned coal mine, we'll have a good time
Red tape rivals recycling bibles
horus
Let's not be like everyone else, with the one-trip rooms, the halfway house
Big black drums beat in the night, running away, that's what I like

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