Am I a man in your mad world? Or is it my madness in this ordinary world? The other day, a man in town Roaming with the agency around Black suit and a red tie Towering figure, yet he seems to whine Some, with no reason, Showering love and affection Near the puddle of leaked oil I see him and his reflection The darker are the faces As the images dilate Can’t say who is his friend or his enemy Are they real or fake? Is it my madness in this ordinary world? Or do I see the world upturned? The siren blows non-stop The fanfare just carries on Some scream and shout A few look mute while coming out Am told this is the real GMT Can smoke anyone with tons of TNT Am I a man in your mad world? Or is it my madness in this ordinary world? I still don’t know Who is an ally or a foe Today I have dinner with one Tomorrow’s breakfast shall be with more This baggage of human life I don’t know if the world is social or wild Am I a man in your mad world? Or is it my madness in this ordinary world? It’s over, he claims umpteen times People run for cover if he ever smiles The times have changed There is no leniency He looks to be true to his country Yet why is the world his seesaw plate? For him, everything is business And the market he creates I too wonder if what I drink will do any good Chuck my health, I am talking about the economy I know I can sell too, but I am a mad man I whisper to myself quietly if the other is as mad as me Am I a man in your mad world? Or is it my madness in this ordinary world? [Lyrics © 2026 - augustBlue/ UBS Creatives. All rights reserved]
