I was born again a little north of Disney Land
Somewhere under Wonderland and Hollywood
But then I had to go skipping and diving and bouncing back to New York City
Straight through the heart of America where all the wild things grow
I want to be an earthquake driver
I want to be an aquarium diver
I just don’t want to go home
I mean, I live alone but I am hungry for affection
I just struggle with connection til the water calls me home
Down into ocean among millions of other lonely people
Drowning among the only people we are ever going to know
I want to be an earthquake driver
I want to be an aquarium diver
I just don’t want to go home
I want to be like the people I see
They run all over just like me
I was saved but what keeps me awake
Is I’m tied into the lightning line
And I wanna be where the sun is shining
All night just a waste of time I, I don’t want to see people like me
Just sleeping in, waking in, hoping in, hating in
You look at me like I’m some kind of carnival attraction
You say love’s this abstraction, just some ghost that you chase
Well, I am sorry friend, I am a blank space
But the words you remember from whenever you saw my face
I want to be an earthquake driver
I don’t want to be an aquarium diver
I just don’t want to go home
I want to be like the people I see
Hey man, they run all over just like me
I want to thank for what keeps me awake
This unplugged ears to the lightning lining
I want to see if the sun is shining
All night, chasing time I, I don’t want to be with people like me
Just creeping in, waking in, hoping in, hating in
So what is the point of this famous self absorption?
We turn ourselves into orphans and then spend out nights alone
Living in fear of some kind of imaginary consequence
Terror incognito, ob-la-di ob-la-da
I want to be an earthquake driver
I don’t want to be an aquarium diver