The Art of Noise with Max Headroom – Paranoimia – 1986


You’re quite safe here

Am I dreaming, no
Where am I, in bed
Well, what am I doing
Oh, talking to myself

Look, I must have
A star on my door
Or better still
A door-a doo-a door
Ah, swing doors up
O-o-o-okay doors, swing


Now I know I’m dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Hmmm, how do I get to sleeep
I know, I’ll count
Those bars on the window
One, two, three, sleep

Paranoimia, paranoimia

Paranoimia, paranoimia…..How do I get
How do I get to sleep
Please let me sleep
Po-po-poetry, that’ll work

Come sweet slumber
Enshroud me in thy purple cloak
Hmmm, doesn’t even rhyme

Is that my teas made
Paranoimia paranoiI cant stand tea
Tea, tea, tea, tea….

Paranoimia, paranoimia…..

Ahhh, Happy Harry’s High Club
How do I, how am I
Gonna get to sleep

Trust me, trust me….