| Paranoimia |
|---|
| Relax |
| 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 |
| Okay doors, swing |
| Paranoimia |
| Swing |
| Paranoimia |
| Swing |
| Now I know I’m dreaming |
| Dreaming, dreaming |
| Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming |
| Hmm, how do I get to sleep? |
| 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? |
| Poetry, that’ll work |
| Come, sweet slumber |
| Enshroud me in thy purple cloak |
| Hmm, doesn’t even rhyme |
| Is that my Teasmade? |
| Paranoimia, paranoi |
| I can’t stand tea |
| Tea, tea, tea, tea |
| Paranoimia, paranoimia |
| Ah, Happy Harry’s High Club |
| How do I, how am I |
| Gonna get to sleep? |
| Trust me, trust me |
