All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going no where, no where Their tears are up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow tomorrow, no tomorrow.
Chorus: 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 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
Children waiting for the day thay feel good Happy birthday, happy And I feel the way that every child should Sit and listen, sit and listen Went to school and I was very nervous No knew me, no one knew me Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson Look through me, look right through me