All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going no where, going no where Their 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 the best I’ve had. I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run circles it’s a very mad world mad world
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 No one knew me, no one knew me teacher tell me what’s my lesson Look right through me, look right through me