Too Stoned -

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 death is all around

Disturbed by the sound

Of birds chirping in your ear

It’s only terror you can hear