| All around me are familiar faces
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| Worn out places, worn out faces
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| Bright and early for the daily races
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| Going nowhere, going nowhere
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| The tears are filling up their glasses
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| No expression, no expression
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| Hide my head I want to drown my sorrows
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| No tomorrow, no tomorrow
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| And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
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| That dreams in which I'm dying, are the best I've ever had
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| I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
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| When people run in circles it's a very very mad world, mad world
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| Children waiting for the day they feel good
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| Happy birthday, happy birthday
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| And they feel the way that every child should
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| Sit and listen, sit and listen
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| Went to school and I was very nervous
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| No one knew me, no one knew me
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| Hello teacher, tell me what's my lesson
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| Look right through me, look right through me
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| And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
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| That dreams in which I'm dying, are the best I've ever had
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| I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
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| When people run in circles it's a very very mad world, mad world
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| (All around me are familiar faces)
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| Mad world, mad world
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| And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
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| That dreams in which I'm dying, are the best I've ever had
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| I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
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| When people run in circles it's a very very mad world, mad world |