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!