All around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces. Bright and early for the daily races, going nowhere, going nowhere… Mad Mad World. In 5 more weeks, all hell shall break loose.

All around me are familiar faces,
worn out places, worn out faces.
Bright and early for the daily races,
going nowhere, going nowhere…

Mad Mad World. In 5 more weeks, all hell shall break loose.