Date: 2006-07-24 14:49 Subject: borj's: Mad world Security: Public

All around me are familiar faces
 Worn out places, worn out faces
 Bright and early for their 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
 'Cos I find it hard to take
 When people run in circles
 It's a very, very
 Mad World

 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
 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
 'Cos I find it hard to take
 When people run in circles
 It's a very, very
 Mad World
Enlarging your world
Mad world