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