Paranoia in the streets With everybody you meet You're standing two feet tall Against the Berlin Wall You got the KGB Trying to set you free But you're deep in doubt You think you're with, but you're without Oh no With all your senses shown I think you're feeling too stoned And all your memories Are programmed by the streets The smell of d**h is all around Disturbed by the sound Of birds chirping in your ear It's only terror you can hear