Paranoia Blues

I got some so-called friends
 They'll smile right to my face
 But, when my back is turned
 They'd like to stick to me
 Yes, they would
 Oh no, no
 Oh no no
 There's only one thing I need to know
 Whose side are you on
 I fly into JFK
 My heart goes boom boom boom
 I know that customs man
 He's going to take me
 To that little room
 Oh no, no
 Oh no, no
 There's only one thing I need to know
 Whose side are you on
 Whose side are you on
 I got the paranoia blues
 From knockin' around in New York City
 Where they roll you for a nickel
 And they stick you for the extra dime
 Anyway you choose
 You're bound to lose in New York City
 Oh, I just got out in the nick of time
 Well, I just got out in the nick of time
 Once I was down in Chinatown
 I was eating some Lin's Chow Fun
 I happened to turn around
 And when I looked I see
 My Chow Fun's gone
 Oh no, no
 Oh no, no
 There's only one thing I need to know
 Whose side are you on
 Whose side are you on
 Well, there's only one thing I need to know
 Whose side, whose side, whose side