All around me are familiar faces 
Worn out places 
Worn out faces 
Bright and early for the daily races 
Going no where 
Going no where 
Their tears are filling up their glasses 
No expression 
No expression 
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow 
No tomorrow 
No tomorrow 

And I find I kind of funny 
I find it kind of sad 
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had 
I find it hard to tell you 
I find it hard to take 
When [bad word] 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 new me 
Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson 
Look right through me 
Look right through me 

And I find I kind of funny 
I find it kind of sad 
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had 
I find it hard to tell you 
I find it hard to take 
When [bad word] in circles its a very very 
Mad world 
Mad world 
Enlarging your world 
Mad world