I woke up this morning,
there was nothing in my head
I could have just been bombing,
or I could have been dead
Didn't know if I had children,
didn't know if I had a wife
Didn't know if I was living
in somebody else's life
So I asked my nearest neighbor,
whom I did not recognize
He said, you got what I got son,
you got a dislocated, dislocated life
Dislocated life
I was picking up missed
messages from the
TV and the press
The media was the message,
and the message was a mess
The empty streets of chaos,
even though there was a war there
But a man with a broken plac
ard and multicolored hair
I said I can't get my head around this,
is this grief or is this strife
Pretty fragmented before my eyes
Another dislocated, dislocated life
Dislocated life,
yeah
What's the name of this country
I just found myself in?
Is this petrochemical
Am I put
American?
Why, how does it keep on working
When it's obviously broken down?
Why does this pattern of destruction
Follow me all around
And who are all these others
Who don't know wrong from right
Who have their strings
Constantly by others out of sight
Now everything's complicated
Everything's out of whack
But you have to keep on
Making turns
It gets no turning back
So I stole some strange vehicle
And I drove into the night
And tried to find the pieces
Of my dislocated,
dislocated life
When the wheels of another century
were turnin' in another time
I had my head together,
I knew my mind was mine
But now it's all gone funny,
blue has turned to red
And other people's ideas
keep screamin' in my head
So I turn and grin, try to keep my cool
But there's somethin' in my bloodstream
that I planted there in school
It's some distorted lesson
I try and fantafy
And I rip up all the pieces of my
Dislocated, dislocated life
Dislocated life,
it's a distorted lesson I can't fight
Rip it up, rip it up
Dislocated, dislocated life
Dislocated life, yeah, yeah
Dislocated, dislocated life, yeah
Dislocated,
dislocated like
Oh