Crowded House

Mad World

Crowded House


All around me are familiar faces 
Worn out places â€" worn out faces 
Bright and early for their daily races 
Going nowhere â€" going nowhere 
Their tears are filling up their glasses 
No expression â€" no expression 
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow 
No tomorrow â€" no tomorrow 

And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda 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 

Children waiting for the day they feel good 
Happy birthday â€" happy birthday 
Made to feel the way that every child should 
Sit and listen â€" sit and listen 
Went to school and I was very nervous 
No one knew me â€" no one knew me 
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson 
Look right through me â€" look right through me 

And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda 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 . . . world 
Enlarge your world 
Mad world