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Asylum
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob C. Benberg
Bob C. Benberg
Drums
Roger Hodgson
Roger Hodgson
Guitar
John Helliwell
John Helliwell
Saxophone
Dougie Thomson
Dougie Thomson
Bass Guitar
Rick Davies
Rick Davies
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roger Hodgson
Roger Hodgson
Songwriter
Rick Davies
Rick Davies
Songwriter
Richard Anthony Hewson
Richard Anthony Hewson
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Supertramp
Supertramp
Producer
Ken Scott
Ken Scott
Producer
John Jansen
John Jansen
Engineer
Ray Staff
Ray Staff
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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 15p 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 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 Will he take a sailboat ride He is very likely to Will he feel good inside He ain't very likely to Will he tell you he's alive He is always trying to But nothing, no no nothing does he say In the morning when the days begun (Hello, good morning, how are you) And in the evening or the noonday sun (What a lovely afternoon) Well I've been living next to you Bluesy monday is the one day that they come here When they haunt me and they taunt me in my cage I mock them all They're feeling small, and they got no answer They're playin' dumb But I'm just laughing as they rage Don't arrange to have me sent to no asylum It's only a game I play for fun I've been fooling everyone, everyone Will he take a sailboat ride He is very likely to Will he feel good inside He ain't ever likely to Will he tell you he's alive He is always trying to But nothing, no no nothing does he ever say In the morning when the day's begun (Do you think it looks like rain) And in the evening or the noonday sun (You know I nearly missed my train) Well I've been living next to you my friend But what kind of friend are you Is it the beginning or the sorry end Will I ever see it through I've never been insane Oh what's the game I believe I'm dying He's mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad Not quite right Oooooooo
Writer(s): Richard Davies, Roger Hodgson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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