text: All around me are familiar faces
  Worn out places, worn out faces
  Bright and early for the daily races
  Going nowhere, going nowhere
  Their tears are filling up their glasses
  No expression, no expression
  Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
  No tomorrow, no tomorrow
  And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
  The dreams in which Im dying are the best I ever had
  I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
  When people run in circles, its a very very
  Mad world
  Mad world
  Mad world