Back in '68 in a sweaty club (Oh Geno) Before Jimmy's Machine and The
Rocksteady Rub (Oh Geno)
On a night when flowers didn't suit my
shoes After a week of flunking and bunking school The lowest head in the
crowd that night Just practicing steps and keeping out of the
fights
Academic inspiration, you gave me none But you were Michael
the lover, the fighter that won And now just look at me as I'm looking down
on you No I'm not being flash, it's what I'm built to do
That man
took the stage, his towel was swinging high (Oh Geno) This man was my
bombers, my Dexy's, my high (Oh Geno)
The crowd, they all hailed you and
chanted your name But they never knew like we knew me and you were the
same And now you're all over, your song is so tame You fed me, you bred
me, I'll remember your name
Academic inspiration, you gave me
none But you were Michael the lover, the fighter that won And now just
look at me as I'm looking down on you No I'm not being flash, it's what I'm
built to do
