Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Madness
Performer
Matt Glasbey
Programming
Christopher Foreman
Guitar
Graham McPherson
Vocals
Lee Thompson
Tenor Saxophone
Daniel Woodgate
Drums
Mark Bedford
Bass Guitar
Michael Barson
Keyboards
Spider J
Background Vocals
Mez Clough
Percussion
Darren Fordham
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Thompson
Songwriter
Michael Barson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Glasbey
Mixing Engineer
Dick Beetham
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Everybody's thoughts are with you
Take my hand and don't let go
Father Patrick offers escape
For the cripples down below
Right beside you night and day
Transfixed by twilight, flicker away
Making love to bitter-sweet dreams
The master of illusion shall redeem
Hanging on in their reiterative prayer
Your loved ones' comfort, though in despair
Silence is welcomed on a crashing shore
The shadow of movement shall no more
Do you recall the battle scene
Where billy the hero loses his queen
To ruin the psycho high on meth-amphetamine
Nevertheless, once we were a team
Though I don't expect any miracles
Try to envisage the wonder of it all
We would captivate and amuse
We will always be here looking up to you
Well, she is making some kind of progress
Overall
What we have here is a failure to communicate
Holy Father, I've seen the light
And I comprehend your teachings
But Father, I just can't fight
To break free of this feeling (feeling)
Cast your mind back 40 odd years to the
Summer of love, still ringing in your ears
Hampstead's heath and ice-cold beers
Dancing in the moonlight to golden years
Mr. Blue Sky doubles over
Thigh high deep in fields of clover
Making love to bitter-sweet dreams
The master of illusion shall redeem
Hanging on in their reiterative prayer
Your loved ones' comfort, though in despair
Silence is welcomed on a crashing shore
The shadow of movement shall no more
Dare not re-enact that battle scene
Along a high-gate road with the Highbury
Though we never rocked to rule supreme
We stood our ground in the face of adversity
(Adversity, adversity, adversity)
Enrico Sidoli dissolves with the holy ghost
Holy Father, I've seen the light
And I comprehend your teachings
But Father, I just can't fight
To break free of this feeling
Holy Father, I've seen the light
And I comprehend your teachings
But father, I just can't fight
To break free of this feeling
Writer(s): Michael Barson, Lee Jay Thompson
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