Where in the world are we

Everything's fake nothing's real

I guess it just depends on how you feel

Why are you wasting my time

With questions when everything's fine

Why are things so nice

Is this the place that they call Paradise

Oh it's Paradise



Look around you day by day

See the people on their way

On Friday nights collecting their pay

So don't tell me what's wrong and what's right

'Cos a knife fight on Saturday night

Is the only kind of justice not nice

But it's the only kind that's given here in Paradise

Oh it's Paradise