Paradise Lyrics - Buzzcocks

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 

'Cause 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 

Oh, why are things so nice? 

Is this the place that they call paradise? 

Oh, it's paradise, oh