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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
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