Lyrics
Don't
help
Grand
Ma
To
bring
her
bag
She
will
think
you're
a
stealer
You'll
make
front
page
on
the
mag
You've
got
holes
in
your
clothes
Bad
boy
is
your
tag
People's
mind
are
weird
Their
brains
make
zigzag
Frightening
Suspicious
is
da
king
The
idea
won't
leave
you
alone
You're
in
a
vicious
ring
People
fears
people
Here
is
da
thing
Is
that
the
rule
wich
run
your
life
Nothing
doing
Paranoïd
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P-p-p-paranoïd
Paranoïd
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Maybe
we
can
explain
it
with
messages
on
TV
Violence
and
disease
are
the
only
thing
you
can
see
Then
publicity
shows
you
the
way
you
never
be
You
are
now
guilty
Of
culpability
and
jealousy
Switch
off
You
better
try
to
get
laugh
Da
solution
is
to
take
a
day-off
That's
enough
If
da
life
is
too
hard
Try
to
be
soft
It's
time
to
free
your
mind
It's
time
to
fuck
off
You,
you,
you
think
Your
life
like
in
a
movie
You're
always
scared
By
what
you
can't
see
You
know
your
brain
is
dead
And
it's
hard
to
get
it
back
At
the
end
of
the
dead
end
There's
your
heart
attack
You
listen
and
watch
Too
much
radio
and
TV
You
make
your
family
life
a
misery
Lie
is
the
only
thing
you
think
you
see
We
surely
can
read
Some
bullshits
in
your
diary
Paranoïd
Sh-sh-shadow
P-p-p-paranoïd
Paranoïd
Sh-sh-shadow
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