All around me are familiar faces Worn places, worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going no where, going where Their tears are filling up their glasses No no expression Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow No tomorrow, tomorrow.
Chorus: And I find I kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I’m dying the best I’ve had. I find it hard to tell you I it hard to take When people run in circles it’s a very very mad world mad world
Children for the day thay feel good Happy birthday, happy birthday And I feel the way that every child should Sit listen, sit and listen 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, right through me