Текст (слова) песни: Beck - Electric Music And The Summer People (version 02)
Out on the highway, i`m doing it my way zig-zag patients, vibrating the ancients handin` out money, the flies makin` 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... thats what i like!
seasons are turnin`, villages 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, beating the night, running away... thats what i like!
abandoned coal mine, we`ll have a good time red tape rivals, recycling bibles
lets don`t 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!
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