Talking in my head
 The world and all its angels,
 Lay upon my bed
 The world and all its angels,
 Set table for a feast
 The world and all its angels,
 Come to toast the suckling beast

 Come the morning
 By the dawning light
 Such crimes and stories
 Behold the wondous sights

 The world and all its madmen,
 Tremple and makes signs,
 The world and all its madmen,
 In a kingdom for the blind
 The world and all its madmen,
 Scribble endless lists
 The world and all its madmen
 Phantoms in the mist

 Come the morning
 By the dawning light
 Such crimes and stories
 Behold the wondrous sights

 The world and all its people,
 Die for dollars and for dimes.
 The world and all its people
 Just seem a waste of time
 The world and all its people,
 They never learn a thing
 The world and all its people,
 Just lepers beneath the skin

 Come the morning
 By the dawning light
 Such crimes and stories
 Behold the wondrous sights