Intro:
Verse:
Every pupil in the classroom
Will answer this song if you ask them
Every mouth shout the message out as one
Every girl weeps like a willow
Every boy cries into his pillow
Every tear disappears in the morning sun
You don't need an indie song
To figure out what's going on
Chorus:
Tell me that I'm normal
And tell me that I'm sane
And tell me that you feel this too
The dreams that we have had
Are gonna prove that we're not mad
To you...
Every nose is a vacuum cleaner
In the loved-up London arena
Every eye shines a dollar sign for me
Every tongue will wag if you want it
Every lung has a shadow on it
Every heart comes apart at the seams
You don't need a mastermind
To read between the long white lines
Tell me that I'm normal
And tell me that I'm sane
And tell me that you feel this too
The dreams that we have had
Are gonna prove that we're not mad
To you...
Well we all need reassurance
As we play life's game of endurance
Like a nice cup of tea or a cigarette
But don't lean too long on the crutches
Or you'll fall straight into the clutches
Of those who see free expression as a threat
You don't need a law degree
To set your mind and spirit free so tell me...
What the hell is normal?
And who the hell is sane?
And why the hell care anyway?
The dreams that we have had
Are gonna prove that we're all mad
And that's okay...