All around me
are familiar faces
worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early
for the daily races
going nowhere
Going nowhere
Their tears are
filling up
their glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head
I wanna drown
my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
I find it
kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which
I'm dying are the
best I've ever had
Find it hard
to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run
in circles
its a very very
mad world
mad world
Children waiting
for the day
they feel good
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
And I feel the way
that every
child should
sit and listen
Sit and listen
Went to school and
I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me
Hello teacher
tell me what's
my lesson
Look right through me
Look right through me
And I find it
kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which
I'm dying are the
best I've ever had
Find it hard
to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run
in circles
its a very very
mad world
mad world