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Calling Adam Weishaupt, do I know you're not for real?
As your shadow slowly lengthens over all then fears I feel,
The beasts in every bar-code and the walls have eyes and ears,
And the gloss of surreality, coats our lives like thick veneer,
A nation made of lemmings as the money wells dry up,
And the left-wings looking right-wing, and the right-wing....
She's looking up.

The strings on puppet politics are cleare every day,
While the media just make money saying what they're paid to say,
While Elvis and Lord Lucan touch the bomber down on Mars,
Touching Pelican's is forbidden, in all of London's parks...
David Icke is feeling better now, but still he'd like to warn ya...
$500 fine for detonating nukes in California.

Just because your paranoid doesn't mean their not out to get ya,
Better safe than sorry cos it's better late than never,
Is there anyone at home, is there a doctor in the house?
Who does your thinking for ya?
Am I the Prince of Paranoia?

Did Marilyn shoot Nixon? Did Robin hood rob the poor?
True or false scores ten points, but not answering may score more...
Fanatics for each faction, belief beyond belief...
Convictions cause conspiracies, conspiracies cause grief,
Our motives and our methods, our allegiances and schemes,
They are all as individual, as our lives and deaths and dreams.

Just because your paranoid doesn't mean their not out to get ya,
Better safe than sorry cos it's better late than never,
Is there anyone at home, is there a doctor in the house?
Who does your thinking for ya?
Am I the Prince of Paranoia?