Mad World - Krokus
Written by：Chris von Rohr/Fernando Von Arb
My mother was a be girl
My old man was a tramp
Some folks say they conceived me
On a loading ramp
I was only fourteen
Took to petty crime
Stole from supermarkets
With this girl of mine
Now I'm nearly twenty
Sick in heart and brain
Haven't got the courage
My life is down the drain
Down the drain
Down the drain down the drain
No roots no home no country
No hope no faith no luck
If there's a god in heaven
Well he doesn't give me bucks
No self respect no honor
No family no cash
No church and no religion
And I'm only human trash
Now I'm nearly twenty
Sick in heart and brain
Haven't got the courage
My life is down the drain down the drain
Down the drain down the drain
Now I'm nearly twenty
Sick in heart and brain
Haven't got the courage
My life is down the drain down the drain
Down the drain down the drain
Down the drain down the drain
Down the drain down the drain
