Dislocation

I was an alien in utero

Somehow missed New Mexico

Fell to Earth in Baltimore

I know

Now there are layer cakes in empty rooms

Birthday cards and red balloons

And me

I know I know

I know I know

I invited Johnny Legs and Jackie O

Empty parties filled with people I don't know

I am written in the radio

I dream on my TV

Dislocation Dislocation

I am fading out in stereo

I don’t remember me

Dislocation Dislocation

Telling lies and taking shots

Getting laid in parking lots

Getting high and getting caught

I know

All my broken paper planes

Parachutes and windowpanes

I’m a shooting star gone Novocain

I know

So I write to all the girlie magazines