Lyrics:

Every pupil in the classroom will answer the same if you ask them Every mouth shout the message out as one Every girl weeps like the 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 Tell me that I'm normal, tell me that I'm sane Tell me that you feel this too All 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 flies 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, tell me that I'm sane Tell me that you feel this too All 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 your 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? All the dreams that we have had are gonna prove that we're all mad and that's OK