Several pens, escaped these words
But I guess it doesn 't matter, 'cause they'll be heard
Anyway, someday, if I could just find a way to explain

Blank sheets of paper, avoiding lines
But I guess, I'll confess when time is right
Little lies, that I've lived with every day

Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a... mad, mad world
Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a... mad, mad world
Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a... mad, mad world
Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a...

Hush little baby, now don't you cry
We'll cover up the lies with alibi's
Big piles, so high,
turning facts and regrets to denial

Erase all my traces and mum's the word
Zip my lips shut, 'cause I prefer
The key away, I'm gunna take it to the grave now
Six feet under, wanna go down?

Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a... mad, mad world
Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a... mad, mad world
Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a... mad, mad world
Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a... mad, mad world

We're living in a mad, mad world

We're living in a... mad, mad world
Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a... mad, mad world
Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a... mad, mad world
Ooh, ahahah… We're living in a... mad, mad world

We're living in a... mad, mad world
We're living in a... mad, mad world...
(Six feet under, wanna go down?)
We're living in a...
In a mad, mad world