| Crowded world |
| How can I find peace of mind |
| With so many small agendas |
| Pushing at me all the time |
| Button one: you knew I had no time today |
| Button two: you had to push it anyway |
| Button three: then you went and did it again |
| So I counted to ten and right there and then |
| You made me mad |
| Now I’m mad |
| This is more than upset |
| It’s as enraged as I get |
| And you ain’t seen me mad yet |
| And now I’m mad |
| Crowded world |
| Where no quiet can be found |
| But for little scattered spaces |
| With invaders lurking round |
| Button one: I told you not to call me here |
| Button two: your voice is like a drill in my ear |
| Button three: you never hang up on your own |
| So get off the phone and leave me alone |
| Because I’m mad |
| At the end of my patience, and I have a lot |
| Don’t know what makes you feel as if you’re all I’ve got |
| Nothing better to think about, better to do |
| Why does everything always have to be about you? |