Out on the highway, I'm doing it my way
Handing out money, the fly's making honey
Zig-zag patients vibrating the ancients
Beaches aplenty, the pigs on the levee
Let's don't 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
Breezes are turning, villages burning
Convalescents open their presents
Wandering children, ready and willing
Beggars and lightweights harness the highways
Let's don't be like everyone else
With the one-trip rooms and the halfway house
Big, black drums beat in the night
Running away, that's what I like
Abandoned coal mines, we'll have a good time
Sun stroke rivals recycling bibles
Let's don't 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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