All around me are familiar faces Worn-out places, worn-out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere And their tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head, I want to drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow 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 Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy birthday, happy birthday And I feel thе way that every child should Sit and listen, sit and listеn Went to school and 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 Mad world Mad world