All around me are familiar faces
  Worn out places, worn out faces
  Bright and early for their daily races
  Going nowhere, going nowhere
  And their tears are filling up their glasses
  No expression, no expression
  Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
  No tommorow, no tommorow

    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
    I find it hard to tell you
    'Cos I find it hard to take
    When [bad word] in circles
    It's a very, very

    Mad world, mad world

  Children waiting for the day they feel good
  Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
  Made to 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
    I find it hard to tell you
    'Cos I find it hard to take
    When [bad word] in circles
    It's a very, very

    Mad world, mad world