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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bob C. Benberg
Schlagzeug
Roger Hodgson
Gitarre
John Helliwell
Saxofon
Dougie Thomson
Bassgitarre
Rick Davies
Leadgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Roger Hodgson
Songwriter:in
Rick Davies
Songwriter:in
Richard Anthony Hewson
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Supertramp
Produzent:in
Ken Scott
Produzent:in
John Jansen
Ingenieur:in
Ray Staff
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Jimmy Cream was keen
His brain was always winning
I can't keep tabs on mine
It's really quite a joke
I see him down the road
I ask if he'd be willing
To lend me 15 P
I'm dying for a smoke
Don't arrange to have me sent to no asylum
I'm just as sane as anyone
It's just a game I play for fun, for fun
[Verse 2]
I told 'em, look, I said
I'm not the way you're thinking
Just when I'm down, I'll be the clown
I'll play the fool
Please, don't arrange to have me sent to no asylum
I'm just as sane as anyone
It's just a game I play for fun, for fun
[Verse 3]
Oh, will he take a sailboat ride?
Well, he is very likely to
Oh, will he feel good inside?
Well, he ain't very likely to
Oh, will he tell you he's alive?
He said he is always tryin' to
But nothing, no, no, nothing does he say
[Verse 4]
Oh, no, in the morning when the day begun
(Hello, good morning, how are you?)
And in the evening or the noonday sun
(Oh, what a lovely afternoon)
Well, I've been living next to you
[Verse 5]
Bluesy Monday is the one day that they come here
Yeah, when they haunt me and they taunt me in my cage
I mock them all
They're feeling small, yeah, they got no answer
Yeah, they're playin' dumb
But I'm just laughing as they rage
Don't arrange to have me sent to no asylum
Well, it's only a game I play for fun
Yeah, I've been fooling everyone
[Verse 6]
Oh, but they still taunt me
Oh, is it really?
No, that's too heavy
[Verse 7]
Will he take a sailboat ride?
Well, he is very likely to
Will he feel good inside?
Yeah, he ain't ever likely to
Oh, will he tell you he's alive?
Well, he is always tryin' to
But nothin'
No, no, nothing does he ever say
[Verse 8]
Yeah, in the morning when the day begun
(Do you think it looks like rain?)
And in the evening or the noonday sun
(You know, I nearly missed my train)
[Verse 9]
Well, I've been living next to you, my friend
But what kind of friend are you?
Oh, is it the beginning or the sorry end?
Will I ever see it through?
Now, I've never been insane
Oh, what's the game?
I believe I'm dying
Ah
[Verse 10]
He's mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad
Not quite right
(Not quite right)
Whoo
Written by: Rick Davies, Roger Hodgson