Dislocated - Carmine Appice, Paul Gilbert

I’m tired of being scared — scared of being tired

Everywhere I turn my liscence is expired

Sick and tired of in — sick and tired of climbin'

Up or down escalator going nowhere fast

Woke up today in my usual way — dislocated

Maybe tomorrow I’ll fall through the ice-dislocated

I don’t remember bein' here before

I don’t remember nothin' no more

Dislocated!

Running in a circle

But it don’t seem to match

Every time I make a little turn

I find I’m turnin' back

What the hell am I doin'

Pissin' in the wind?

Sometime’s you’re finished before you begin

Wake up today or was it yesterday?

Dislocated!

Maybe tomorrow -soon I’ll roll the dice

Lord, won’t you tell me what I’m doin' here?

Ahh…

Get down on your knees and pray to the Lord

Say a long prayer to the Dealer dealin' the cards!

Dislocated… dislocated…dislocated…