Paranoia Blues

I got some so-called friends They'll smile right to my face But, when my back is turned They'd like to stick to me Yes, they would Oh no, no Oh no no There's only one thing I need to know Whose side are you on I fly into JFK My heart goes boom boom boom I know that customs man He's going to take me To that little room Oh no, no Oh no, no There's only one thing I need to know Whose side are you on Whose side are you on I got the paranoia blues From knockin' around in New York City Where they roll you for a nickel And they stick you for the extra dime Anyway you choose You're bound to lose in New York City Oh, I just got out in the nick of time Well, I just got out in the nick of time Once I was down in Chinatown I was eating some Lin's Chow Fun I happened to turn around And when I looked I see My Chow Fun's gone Oh no, no Oh no, no There's only one thing I need to know Whose side are you on Whose side are you on Well, there's only one thing I need to know Whose side, whose side, whose side