Lyrics:

All around me are familiar facesWorn out places, worn out facesBright and early for the daily racesGoing nowhere, going nowhereTheir tears are filling up their glassesNo expression, no expressionHide my head I wanna drown my sorrowNo tomorrow, no tomorrowI find it kind of funnyI find it kind of sadThe dreams in which I''m dying are the best I''ve ever hadFind it hard to tell you,I find it hard to takeWhen people run in circles it''s a very, veryMad world, mad worldChildren waiting for the day they feel goodHappy birthday, happy birthdayAnd I feel the way that every child shouldSit and listen, sit and listenWent to school and I was very nervousNo one knew me, no one knew meHello teacher tell me, what''s my lesson?Look right through me, look right through meAnd I find it kind of funnyI find it kind of sadThe dreams in which I''m dying are the best I''ve ever hadFind it hard to tell you,I find it hard to takeWhen people run in circles it''s a very, veryMad worldMad worldMad worldMad world