Traveling a land of confusion,
You don't know what to say, you don't know what to do.
Candle lights and mortal fights, needle eyes staring at you,
Watcha gonna do?

You feel the pain, you take the strain, you're orbiting the eye of the hurricane.
You're in a cage, you're blind with rage, schizophrenia in a light stage.
Watcha gonna do?

Paranoia, psychotic paranoia, you're neurotic!

Bordering a land of delusion,
You don't know what to think and you don't know whether to
Choose it, use it, abuse it, refuse it, or just let go.
Whatcha gonna do?

An avalanche of apparitions: cash, hash, flash, splash, crash…
You're getting slow and your cancer grows.
Whatcha gonna do when it blows?
Whatcha gonna do?

Paranoia, psychotic paranoia, you're neurotic!

Wandering a land of illusion,
You don't know how to play, you wanna get away.
Men on Mars and cheap cigars, mental scars coming your way.
Whatcha gonna do?
You're in a haze, you count your days,
you'll be lucky to get out of this maze.
You take the blame, you feel insane. Do you realize this is not a game?
Whatcha gonna do?

Paranoia, psychotic paranoia, you're Neurotic!