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Madness - The Law According to Dr. Kippah (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Madness
Madness
Performer
Matt Glasbey
Matt Glasbey
Programming
Christopher Foreman
Christopher Foreman
Guitar
Graham McPherson
Graham McPherson
Vocals
Lee Thompson
Lee Thompson
Tenor Saxophone
Daniel Woodgate
Daniel Woodgate
Drums
Mark Bedford
Mark Bedford
Bass Guitar
Michael Barson
Michael Barson
Keyboards
Spider J
Spider J
Background Vocals
Mez Clough
Mez Clough
Percussion
Darren Fordham
Darren Fordham
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Thompson
Lee Thompson
Songwriter
Michael Barson
Michael Barson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Glasbey
Matt Glasbey
Mixing Engineer
Dick Beetham
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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