Too Much Info

Is this poop phony?
Are you in it?
Do you suffer from multiple personality disorder?
Were you raised in an orphanage?
I want to know all about you!

I was raised in the ionosphere.
Now I live in your earphones.
I'm the spirit of your dead grandmother.
That's all you need to know.

You're my grandma, the Sixties porn-star?
This is plastic poop, with a rag-headed ghost in it?
Why does everything happen so fast, Grandma?
Why am I so confused?

The stars talk to me through my transistors!
Grandma!
Why am I so lost?