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Paranoia

Light storm
shatter the dawn
and let the
sky dome crack apart.

Faces
everywhere
an armageddon is a
bout to start.

Rumours
fading away
alike the
fireworks overhead.

Red words
with the power to curse
but talk at
someone else instead

because the only thing I worry 'bout is
p-p p-p p-p ppp paranoia.

Scene two.
Sharp as a jack,
I'm like a
bad guy in disguise.

Sports car.
Radio on.
The sun is
building paradise.

Snap shots
watching the clock
and Mr Craig Charles
on the dial.

Phone call.
Ruin my day.
You cannot
scare me with your smile

because the only thing I worry 'bout is
p-p p-p p-p ppp paranoia.

(solo)

Force ten
dollars again,
I'm just a
mystery machine.

Shop, die,
live and let buy.
I'm getting
ice without the cream.

Not quite
riding alone
I see a
shadow on the track.

Hey you.
How do you do
but I don't
like you on my back

because the only thing I worry 'bout
p-p p-p p-p ppp paranoia.