Paranoia Blues

<br>Words &amp; music by paul simon<br><br><br><br>I got some so-called friends<br><br>Theyll smile right to my face<br><br>Oh, when my back is turned<br><br>Theyd like to stick it to me<br><br>Yes they would<br><br>Oh no no, oh no no<br><br>Theres only one thing I need to know<br><br>Whose side are you on? <br><br><br><br>I fly into j.f.k.<br><br>My heart goes boom boom boom<br><br>I know that customs man<br><br>Hes going to take me<br><br>To that little room<br><br>Oh no no. oh no, no<br><br>Theres only one thing I need to know<br><br>Whose side are you on, whose side are you on? <br><br><br><br>I got the paranoia blues<br><br>Fnom knockin around in new york city<br><br>Where they roll you for a nickel<br><br>And they stick you for the extra dime<br><br><br><br>Anyway you choose<br><br>Youre bound to lose in new york city<br><br>Oh, I just got out in the nick of time<br><br>Well, I just got out in the nick of time<br><br><br><br>Once I was down in chinatown<br><br>I was eating some lins chow fon<br><br>I happened to turn around<br><br>And when I looked I see<br><br>My chow fons gone<br><br>Oh no, no, oh no, no<br><br>Theres only one thing I need to know<br><br>Whose side are you on, whose side are you on? <br><br>Well, theres only one thing I need to know<br><br>Whose side, whose side, whose side?