Mad World
Lyrics
All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowherefull lyrics...
All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowherefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
synth rock arrangingelectronica influences
repetitive melodic phrasing
synthetic sonority
minor key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
prominent use of synth
subtle use of acoustic piano
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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No one knew me, no one knew me Look right through me, look right through me All around me are familiar faces No tomorrow, no tomorrow Worn out places, worn out faces It's a very, very It's a very, very Are the best I've ever had It's a very, very 'Cause I find it hard to take Children waitin' for the day they feel good Went to school and I was very nervous I find it hard to tell you Bright and early for their daily races Publisher: ROLAND ORZABAL LIMITED Are the best I've ever had Mad world, mad world Mad world Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow Songwriter: Roland Orzabal 'Cause I find it hard to take And I find it kind of funny Made to feel the way that every child should The dreams in which I'm dyin' I find it hard to tell you Are the best I've ever had Their tears are fillin' up their glasses 'Cause I find it hard to take I find it kind of sad Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson? When people run in circles I find it kind of sad Mad world, mad world Going nowhere, going nowhere Mad world, mad world And I find it kind of funny The dreams in which I'm dyin' And I find it kind of funny A raunchy young world I find it hard to tell you When people run in circles When people run in circles Mad world, mad world Happy birthday, happy birthday I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dyin' Mad world, mad world Sits and listen, sits and listen No expression, no expression






