Counting Crows - Earthquake Driver Lyrics
I was born again a little north of Disney LandSomewhere under Wonderland and HollywoodBut then I had to go skipping and diving and bouncing back to New York CityStraight through the heart of America where all the wild things growI want to be an earthquake driverI want to be an aquarium diverI just don't want to go homeI mean, I live alone but I am hungry for affectionI just struggle with connection til the water calls me homeDown into ocean among millions of other lonely peopleDrowning among the only people we are ever going to knowI want to be an earthquake driverI want to be an aquarium diverI just don't want to go homeI want to be like the people I seeThey run all over just like meI was saved but what keeps me awakeIs I'm tied into the lightning lineAnd I wanna be where the sun is shiningAll night just a waste of time I, I don't want to see people like meJust sleeping in, waking in, hoping in, hating inYou look at me like I'm some kind of carnival attractionYou say love's this abstraction, just some ghost that you chaseWell, I am sorry friend, I am a blank spaceBut the words you remember from whenever you saw my faceI want to be an earthquake driverI don't want to be an aquarium diverI just don't want to go homeI want to be like the people I seeHey man, they run all over just like meI want to thank for what keeps me awakeThis unplugged ears to the lightning liningI want to see if the sun is shiningAll night, chasing time I, I don't want to be with people like meJust creeping in, waking in, hoping in, hating inSo what is the point of this famous self absorption?We turn ourselves into orphans and then spend out nights aloneLiving in fear of some kind of imaginary consequenceTerror incognito, ob-la-di ob-la-daI want to be an earthquake driverI don't want to be an aquarium diverI just don't want to go homeTruth is I don't want to be no earthquake driverAnd I don't want to be an aquarium diverI just don't want to go homeOh man, just don't want to go homeNo, I do not want to go home