You painted it on my wall

Didn't want me to see it all

Covered it with your parasol

But it never rains

And i lay

What are you hiding from me

In this house of lucks

Punched a hole right through our wall

And saw the picture that was there before

Stuck in California paranoia

California paranoia

What would you do?

What would you do?

How could you blame me for my California paranoia

This gift of pain is worrisome

Liked it more when i was done

Now i can see the end of the girl

And the beginning of the world

Stuck in California paranoia

California paranoia

What would you do?

What would you do?

What would you do?

How could you blame me for my California paranoia

California paranoia

Oooooh

She'll never grow old

Oooooh

Until his stories explode

Stuck in California paranoia

Stuck in California paranoia

What would you do?

What would you do?

What would you do?

What would you do?