Quincy Jones
Paranoia
Is the butcher poisoning your pork chops
Are you sure your mail's been opened before
Is the dude behind the desk, behind the smiling skin
Behind the plot to do you in

Chorus:
Paranoia, you got paranoia
Paranoia, you got paranoia
Hey, don't despair
You got company there

Paranoia's just the left side of right

Do you feel that red light waited for you
Do their answers leave you wondering why
When you hear a siren screaming in the dead of night
Are they coming, 'cause they know you're getting high

Repeat Chorus

Paranoia's just the black side of white

When at last they really come to get you
And they try to strip your madness away
Hang on to all the crazy things you do and say
Paranoia's gonna save your life someday
Repeat Chorus

Paranoia's just the loose side of tight