Running down an empty street
Perhaps it was a railway station
Smell of eau de cologne
The sound of a celebration
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
Just a swimmer growing dimmer
In the glimmer of a summer
Waving gladly, swimming madly
Never never going under
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
The sun was going down one quiet evening
Someone came into the room while I was half-asleep
We spoke for a while, I couldn't see his face
Later on when he was gone, I realized I didn't catch his name
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
Oh, oh, oh, dislocation
Just a swimmer growing dimmer
In the glimmer of a summer
Waving gladly, swimming madly
Never, never going under