Art of Noise Paranoimia

You're quite safe here

Am I dreaming, no
Where am I, in bed
Well, what am I doing?
Oh, t-t-t-t-talking to myself

Look, I must have
A star on my door
Or better still
A door-a doo-a door
Ah, swing doors up
O-o-o-okay doors, swing


Now I know I'm dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Hmmm, how do I get to sleeep
I know, I'll count
Those bars on the window
One, two, three, sleep

Paranoimia, paranoimia

Paranoimia, paranoimia.....

How do I get
How do I get to sleep
Please let me sleep
Po-po-poetry, that'll work

Come sweet slumber
Enshroud me in thy purple cloak
Hmmm, doesn't even rhyme

Is that my teas made
Paranoimia paranoi

I cant stand tea
Tea, tea, tea, tea....

Paranoimia, paranoimia.....

Ahhh, Happy Harry's High Club
How do I, how am I
Gonna get to sleep

Trust me, trust me....