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