Hey, what is going on?! And what do they speak about? 
You wonder what it can mean. 
You try to learn their laws; you think you can find them out, 
But nothing serious is seen... 

Oh, what on earth do you do?! Why do they think it is usual
If you do know, it's strange? 

You cannot draw any line between the life and illusion, 
Between the trust and the stage... 

This world is going mad. Or do you really think 
It's just light-headed a bit? 
Or don't you really feel that once you'll lose everything 
Except your room in nuthouse? 
The world is going mad, and it is not so bad, 
For you can everything now, 
If you remember one rule: when world is going mad, 
You have to go with it.