I don't care what you nay-sayers say, this is a cracking lyric:
All around me are familiar faces,
Worn out places, worn out faces.
Bright and early for the daily races,
Going nowhere, going nowhere.
And the tears are filling up their glasses,
No expression, no expression.
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow,
No tomorrow, no tomorrow.
Children waiting for the day they feel good,
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday.
Made to feel the way that every child should,
Sit and listen, sit and listen.
I went to school, I was very nervous,
No one knew me, no one knew me.
Hello Teacher, tell me "What's my lesson?",
Look right through me, look right through me.
And I find it kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad,
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had. . .
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take,
When people run in circles, it's a very, very. . .
Mad World,
Mad World,
Enlarging your world. . .
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