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