Dub World
with apologies to Gary Jules, Michael Andrews ("Mad World")
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head, I want to drown my sorrow
Maybe tomorrow, but not tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
Dreams in which the world is dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people think in circles it's a very very
Dub world, Dub world
Children waiting for the day, they feel good
But no birthdays, bad bad birthdays
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to meetings and I went in service,
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello preacher tell me what's the lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
Dreams in which the world is dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people think in circles
It's a very, very Dub world, Dub world