I'm beginning to think that sanity
Is no longer normal
In this world where children kill
And one bomb can kill us all
How can you not feel mad?
How can you not feel?
How can you go off to work
Singing tra-la-la
When you watched a hundred people die
As you drank your morning brew?
Call me oversensitive, call me mad
But you're the one with the flaw
Because I could not live with myself
If I could watch someone die
Without even a pang
Call me mad, but I have a soul
I like to feel |