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