Noa - Paranoia Lyrics
Paranoia is a bad diseaseParanoia, has got me on my kneesI've got a patented pad-lock on my toilet doorGonna hold that box of matches,Just to make sureIt's really quiet, and that's as weird as hellI'll check on Frieda, my neighbour, and see if she is wellI don't think twice,Call Tel Aviv viceAnd throw on a fashionable bulletproof vestUnderneath my bed, what horror lies in store?A big green monster! Who is she looking for?!?Axe in the door, the mailman rings(Could it be the phone bill, and other awful things?)They sent an ambulance to take old Frieda away(She was really ga-ga*, for all I can say)Paranoia, man, it's really meanWhy do I always make an awful scene?Underneath my bed, what horror lies in store?A big green monster! Who is he looking for?!?Clean a windowpane, and I'm in painI see a cop and opt to take religion up againCheck every corner, I never miss a glance,Any squeak or peeks enough to put me in a trance!(Down town baby the girls wear blueThey wear black silk stocking and high heels tooAnd red-hot lipstick, it makes me afraidTo be simple and true,So I learn it from you)Finally, I quit, and then, who would believe?I realized that paranoids had filled up Tel AvivI say, no need to fear,Paranoia's dead.Take a minute or an hourWith some shampoo in the shower,Clear it all out of your head(* slang for crazy)(English lyrics are free translations by Noa)
