No they don’t have cameras in my room
Recording everything I do
No they cannot read my thoughts
And tell me everything I’ve bought

No they’re not on every corner
Watching every move
They don’t control my world
I’m free to move and I’m free to choose

I’m not paranoid – I’m out to get them
I’m not paranoid

No there’s not a bug in my head
Crashing out my system
It’s more a case of ‘Who’s the virus?’
When everybody’s with one

No there’s nothing wrong with me
In spite of what the books say
It’s more or less
What’s wrong with you?
Despite the frequent pay days

I’m not paranoid – I’m out to get them
I’m not paranoid
I’m not paranoid – I’m out to get them

No I’m not a lonely man
I’m in company even by myself
No I am not here for good
It’s true – I’m only passing through
No don’t tell me anything
I don’t want to hear
I’m not the one who’s paranoid
There’s nothing left to fear

I’m not paranoid – I’m out to get them
I’m not paranoid – I’m out to get them
I’m not paranoid – I’m out to get them
I’m not paranoid – I’m out to get them

It’s not me cracking up, caving in, giving up
Breaking up, making out or taking out...