Out on the highway, Im 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 dont 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 dont 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
Well have a good time
Red tape rivals
Recycling bibles
Lets dont 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