On the land beyond the beach
Where the smell of flowers feels the air
There's a man beyond your reach
There's no trouble that can touch from there
He's the ruler of the island, citizens will suffer for
His life
They go hungry everyday, sing to me a case of far-off
Place.

There's something wrong in Paradise
Now someone's got to pay the price
I'm sorry sir I can't be nice, there's something wrong
In Paradise.

Eating up the grapes and fruits in a garden that's
Beyond compare
He don't ever have to move, servants cared up to his
Ev'ry care
He's so fool and violent wrong, he's oblivious to
Maidens gone
Bits so hungerly and moans, not so distant from his

Safety zone.

There's something wrong in Paradise
Now someone's got to pay the price
I'm sorry sir but I'm not blind, there's something
Wrong in Paradise.

On the land beyond the beach
There the smell of bloodshed feels the air
And a man beyond your reach
He's asleep and doesn't seem to care
There's a banging at his door, it's the rebel army on
Before
Now they're pretty wrong their way acting so much like
The man they hate.

There's something wrong in Paradise
Now someone's got to pay the price
I'm sorry sir I won't be nice, there's something wrong
In Paradise
So many wrong in paradise ...