Paradise — текст песни (The 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
`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