Paranoid Man in Cheap Shit Room - Live

Paranoid man in mid thirties at the height of paranoia
 At the zenith of his powers
 By bed, replica shooter, zenith dissolving
 By his bed replica shooter
 Paranoid man in his early thirties
 In the zenith of his powers
 When girls pass, puts head down in the street
 His neighbors now are listening to this
 Shakes in the chemist's while buying his vits
 Puts his head down when girls pass
 Puts his head down when girls pass in the street
 Shakes in the chemist's
 Paranoid man in his late thirties
 Thirty-two, forty-five
 Reaches its summit
 Male, mid thirties, white, paranoia
 Goes down to the dance
 Goes down to the dance
 Going down fast
 Goes down to the dance
 Going down fast
 Goes down to the dance
 Going down fast
 Goes down to the dance
 Going down fast
 No heebies, creepies or hallucinogenics
 It's the height of paranoia
 Male, white, mid-to-late thirties
 Serial number, five four one two nine
 Going down fast, goes down to the dance
 Going down fast
 Serial number, five one two nine
 Leather jacket, baggy black pants
 Going down to the dance, very clever
 Mid thirties, paranoia man
 Not as good as it was at two-thirty this afternoon
 Nostalgia, Spangles, late mid thirties
 Paranoia man
 Going down to the dance
 Going down to the dance
 And drooped mental inertia
 Mid thirties man in the grip of paranoia
 Just like I told ya, prefers karaoka
 Cheap shit, half-dollar man
 The sky calendar, bar, home, speculates