Call me Dr. Frankenstein of London.
Bring the loonies to my door
And offer up their minds.
Now that may sound strange
But it's alright.

Hey Julie, how ya been?
Hey Jonsey, what's the score?
As I ripple past your door
I'm gonna try to process
My neurosis.
I'm gonna feed my disease.
Paranoia
I adore ya
Where the hell would I be
without you there beside me?

I take a walk down my back streets
on Sunday.
And all the people that I meet
are dressed in Sunday's face.
And they all smile
cause they all know me.

Hey Julie, how ya been?
Hey Jonsey, what's the score?
As I ripple past your door
I'm gonna try to process
My neurosis.
I'm gonna feed my disease.
Paranoia
I adore ya
Where the hell would I be
without you there beside me?

Paranoia
Where the hell would I be
without you there beside me?
I'd be swimming in a sea
Of sanity.

I don't wanna know what you think
Cause I don't know what I think.


Lyrics submitted by Daremo

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