Mad
They say that we have nothing to be hopeful about
That we're trapped in the same place
They make sure there's no way out
What is right and what is wrong
makes no difference their lives are long
Yet they'll kindly be your friend
Find a cause to meet an end
With a conscience clean as that
We should call you Jesus Christ
And nail you to the cross everyday
And you know how I know how the world could be so frightening
So do you pray for us
Relax the world's already mad
(Relax the world's already mad)
Assemble the broken pieces and weld them if you can
Yet I wish that things were going well
(Yeah I guess that things aren't going well)
They say it's getting better with each day but sadly I can't tell
Your ideas are so contrived
It's hard to be profound
When all your words are supplied
And it's true that I have nothing to be thankful about
My glass is half empty
I'm pouring the rest out
With a mouth that talks like that
We should call you Pericles
And you could be my statesman any old time
But you know that I know that your words are surely empty
So don't you speak for us
Relax the world's already mad
(Relax the world's already mad)
Assemble the broken pieces and weld them if you can
Yet I wish that things were going well
(Yeah I guess that things aren't going well)
They say it's getting better with each day but sadly I can't tell
That we're trapped in the same place
They make sure there's no way out
What is right and what is wrong
makes no difference their lives are long
Yet they'll kindly be your friend
Find a cause to meet an end
With a conscience clean as that
We should call you Jesus Christ
And nail you to the cross everyday
And you know how I know how the world could be so frightening
So do you pray for us
Relax the world's already mad
(Relax the world's already mad)
Assemble the broken pieces and weld them if you can
Yet I wish that things were going well
(Yeah I guess that things aren't going well)
They say it's getting better with each day but sadly I can't tell
Your ideas are so contrived
It's hard to be profound
When all your words are supplied
And it's true that I have nothing to be thankful about
My glass is half empty
I'm pouring the rest out
With a mouth that talks like that
We should call you Pericles
And you could be my statesman any old time
But you know that I know that your words are surely empty
So don't you speak for us
Relax the world's already mad
(Relax the world's already mad)
Assemble the broken pieces and weld them if you can
Yet I wish that things were going well
(Yeah I guess that things aren't going well)
They say it's getting better with each day but sadly I can't tell
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Writer(s): Henry Hart
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