Lyrics Paranoia man in cheap sh*t room The Fall

Paranoia man in cheap sh*t room

Paranoid man
In mid 30s
At the height of paranoia
At the zenith of his powers
By bed, replica shooter
Zenith dissolving
By his bed replica shooter
In the zenith of his powers

When girls pass, puts his head down, in the street
His neighbors now are listening to this
Shakes in the chemists
While buying his vits
Puts his head down
When girls pass in the street
Shakes in the chemist
Paranoid man in his late 30s
32, 45
Reaches its summit
Male, mid 30s, white, paranoia

Goes down to the dance
Going down fast.

No heebies, creepies
Or hallucinogenics
Its the height of paranoia
Male, white, mid-to-late 30s
Serial number 54129
Going down to the dance
Going down fast
Leather jacket, baggy black pants
Very clever
Not as good as it was at 2:30
This afternoon
Nostalgia
Spangles
Late to mid 30s

Goes down to the dance
And drooped mental inertia
Mid 30s man in the grip of paranoia
Just like I told ya
Prefers karaoka.
Cheap shit half-dollar man
The sky calendar,
Bar, home,
Speculates.