| Song | Madness |
| Artist | Elton John |
| Album | A Single Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Gary Osborne Music:Elton John | |
| The fuse is set and checked once more | |
| Then left beside a back street door | |
| And in the cold grey light | |
| Someone sees a shadow run through the night and out of sight | |
| They hide inside a smoke filled room | |
| To hear at last the blast of doom | |
| And so the deed is done | |
| They listen to the final countdown begun, three, two, one | |
| Madness, it's a kind of madness | |
| Tat turns good men bad | |
| And we're helpless caught up in the madness | |
| Of a world gone mad | |
| The roar of fire rings out on high | |
| And flames light up the black night sky | |
| A child screams out in fear | |
| A hopeless cry for help but no one is near enough to hear | |
| As walls collapse and timbers flare | |
| The smell of death hangs in the air | |
| When help at last arrives | |
| They try to fight the flame but nothing survives of all those lives | |
| And it's madness, every time a victim dies | |
| There is madness, burning in a blind man's eyes | |
| And it's madness, hidden in the hate and pain | |
| There is madness, burning in a wild man's brain | |
| And it's madness, every time the bullets start | |
| There is madness, burning in a poor man's heart | |
| And it's madness, something that we can't control | |
| There is madness, burning in a madman's soul | |
| Madness |
| Lyrics: Gary Osborne Music: Elton John | |
| The fuse is set and checked once more | |
| Then left beside a back street door | |
| And in the cold grey light | |
| Someone sees a shadow run through the night and out of sight | |
| They hide inside a smoke filled room | |
| To hear at last the blast of doom | |
| And so the deed is done | |
| They listen to the final countdown begun, three, two, one | |
| Madness, it' s a kind of madness | |
| Tat turns good men bad | |
| And we' re helpless caught up in the madness | |
| Of a world gone mad | |
| The roar of fire rings out on high | |
| And flames light up the black night sky | |
| A child screams out in fear | |
| A hopeless cry for help but no one is near enough to hear | |
| As walls collapse and timbers flare | |
| The smell of death hangs in the air | |
| When help at last arrives | |
| They try to fight the flame but nothing survives of all those lives | |
| And it' s madness, every time a victim dies | |
| There is madness, burning in a blind man' s eyes | |
| And it' s madness, hidden in the hate and pain | |
| There is madness, burning in a wild man' s brain | |
| And it' s madness, every time the bullets start | |
| There is madness, burning in a poor man' s heart | |
| And it' s madness, something that we can' t control | |
| There is madness, burning in a madman' s soul | |
| Madness |
| Lyrics: Gary Osborne Music: Elton John | |
| The fuse is set and checked once more | |
| Then left beside a back street door | |
| And in the cold grey light | |
| Someone sees a shadow run through the night and out of sight | |
| They hide inside a smoke filled room | |
| To hear at last the blast of doom | |
| And so the deed is done | |
| They listen to the final countdown begun, three, two, one | |
| Madness, it' s a kind of madness | |
| Tat turns good men bad | |
| And we' re helpless caught up in the madness | |
| Of a world gone mad | |
| The roar of fire rings out on high | |
| And flames light up the black night sky | |
| A child screams out in fear | |
| A hopeless cry for help but no one is near enough to hear | |
| As walls collapse and timbers flare | |
| The smell of death hangs in the air | |
| When help at last arrives | |
| They try to fight the flame but nothing survives of all those lives | |
| And it' s madness, every time a victim dies | |
| There is madness, burning in a blind man' s eyes | |
| And it' s madness, hidden in the hate and pain | |
| There is madness, burning in a wild man' s brain | |
| And it' s madness, every time the bullets start | |
| There is madness, burning in a poor man' s heart | |
| And it' s madness, something that we can' t control | |
| There is madness, burning in a madman' s soul | |
| Madness |