Mad People Lyrics

once in the morning and up in the street
i saw them marching feet after feet
with silly faces scanning slogans
they must be crazy hooligans
it's early morning and i want to sleep
they are disturbing my Sunday peace
i can’t longer sleep, i turn on TV
again the same faces, smiling and bases
i don't believe in your propaganda
you mad, not me
i don't believe in your propaganda
you wrong, not me

mad mad people

they make sick, dumb like fish
their feverish eyes spy upon me
and stiff long fingers treat like dummy me