| Jimmy Cream was keen, his brain was always winnin'
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| I can’t keep tabs on mine — it’s really quite a joke
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| I see him down the road, I ask if he’d be willing
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| To lend me 15p — I’m dying for a smoke
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| Don’t arrange to have me sent to no asylum
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| I’m just as sane as anyone
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| It’s just a game I play for fun — for fun
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| I told 'em — look! |
| — I said I’m not the way you’re thinkin'
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| Just when I’m down I’ll be the clown, I’ll play the fool
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| Please don’t arrange to have me sent to no asylum
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| I’m just as sane as anyone
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| It’s just a game I play for fun — for fun
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| Is it really?
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| Will he take a sailboat ride?
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| Well, he is very likely to
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| Will he feel good inside?
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| Well, he ain’t very likely to
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| Will he tell you he’s alive?
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| Yeah, he is always trying to
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| Yeah but nothin'
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| No no nothin' does he say
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| In the morning when the days begun
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| — «Hello, Good morning, how are you?»
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| And in the evening or the noonday sun
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| — «Oh, what a lovely afternoon!»
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| Well I’ve been living next to you
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| Bluesy Monday is the one day that they come here
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| Yeah, when they haunt me and they taunt me in my cage
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| Oh, in my cage
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| I mock 'em all, they’re feelin' small, they got no answer
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| Yeah, they’re playin' dumb but I’m just laughing as they rage
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| Don’t arrange to have me s-sent to no asylum
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| Well it’s only a game I’m playin' for fun
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| Yeah I’ve been tryin' to fool everyone
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| Oh, but they still taunt me
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| Oh, is it really?
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| No, that’s too heavy
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| Will he take a sailboat ride?
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| Well, he is very likely to
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| Will he feel good inside?
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| He ain’t ever likely to
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| Will he tell you he’s alive?
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| Well, he is always trying to
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| But nothin'
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| No no nothin' does he ever say
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| In the morning when the day’s begun
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| — «Do you think it looks like rain?»
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| And in the evening or the noonday sun
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| — «You know I nearly missed my train»
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| Well I’ve been living next to you my friend
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| But what kind of friend are you?
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| Is it the beginning or the sorry end?
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| Will I ever see it through?
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| Now I’ve never been insane
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| Oh what’s the game?
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| I believe I’m dying…
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| He’s mad, mad, mad…
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| Not quite right
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| (Not quite right)
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| Oh… |