All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Goin' nowhere
Goin' nowhere

Their tears are fillin' up their glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dyin'
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cause I find it hard to take
When [bad word] in circles
It's a very, very

Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world

Children waitin' for the day they feel good
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sits and listen
Sits 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 dyin'
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cause I find it hard to take
When [bad word] in circles
It's a very, very

Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world

Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world