Bluesy Monday is the one day that they come here,
When they haunt me and taunt me in my cage.
I mock them all, they're feelin' small, they got no answer
They're playin' dumb but I'm just lauging 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 foolin' 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 tryin' to
But nothin', no nothin' 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...
Not quite right...