All around me are familiar facesnWorn out places, worn out facesnBright and early for their daily racesnGoing nowhere, going nowherennAnd their tears are filling up their glassesnNo expression, no expressionnHide my head I want to drown my sorrownNo tommorow, no tommorownnAnd I find it kind of funnynI find it kind of sadnThe dreams in which I'm dyingnAre the best I've ever hadnI find it hard to tell youn'Cos I find it hard to takenWhen people run in circlesnIt's a very, verynMad WorldnMad WorldnMad WorldnMad WorldnnChildren waiting for the date they feel goodnHappy Birthday, Happy BirthdaynMade to feel the way that every child shouldnSit and listen, sit and listennnWent to school and I was very nervousnNo one knew me, no one knew menHello teacher tell me what's my lessonnLook right through me, look right through mennI find it hard to tell youn'Cos I find it hard to takenWhen people run in circlesnIt's a very, verynMad WorldnMad WorldnMad WorldnMad WorldnnAnd I find it kind of funnynI find it kind of sadnThe dreams in which I'm dyingnAre the best I've ever hadnI find it hard to tell youn'Cos I find it hard to takenWhen people run in circlesnIt's a very, verynMad WorldnMad WorldnIllogical your WorldnMad World