Paradise

Where in the world are we
Everythings fake nothings real
I guess it just depends on how you feel
Why are you wasting my time
With questions when everythings fine
Why are things so nice
Is this the place that they call paradise
Oh its paradise

Look around you day by day
See the people on their way
On friday nights collecting their pay
So dont tell me whats wrong and whats right
cos a knife fight on saturday night
Is the only kind of justice not nice
But its the only kind thats given here in paradise
Oh its paradise