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
