All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere 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 It's a very, very Mad world Mad world Mad world 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