Out on the highway I'm doing it my way. Zig-zag patients vibrating the ancients. Handing out money, the fly's making honey. Beaches aplenty, the pigs on the levee.
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.
That burning feeling.. red liquids.. Clear liquids.. Blessed are the sick.. Children shiver in the river.. Where is our God now?. Does he watch over all in El Segundo?.