George Michael - Faith
And so in one of our manlier songs this week we have George Michael and Faith - featuring a certain Roman Abramovich (yes, you read that right).
Well I guess it would be nice If I could touch your body I know not everybody Has got a body like you
Well George certainly is quite the smooth and polite gent. He may be forward, but he certainly asks for foreplay in a measured way. After all it sounds like the man or woman (George is Bisexual after all) is certainly a cracker when it comes to looks. It would seems flattery will get you everywhere in this world, if you fancy copping a feel.
But I've got to think twice
Before I give my heart away
And I know all the games you play
Because I play them too
This is strange. It sounds like the prospective partner enjoys playing games. Now when you normally think of playing games you think of something conventional, like scrabble or Monopoly. However, it would seem not even Twister is exciting enough for this young chap or chappette, as he/she prefers playing doctors and nurses with a slightly more realistic twist than is really necessary.
George is left with a bit of a conundrum as a result, as it looks like this partner wants to perform open heart surgery on him, and I can appreciate this takes some careful thought. Then again it's not a game that George has shied away from in the past. I'm sure he's played colonoscopy a few times when he's been bored on a Sunday afternoon, or perhaps a quick game of hernia removal in the evenings after work. No wonder he wanted to touch the other persons' body.
Oh but I
Need some time off from that emotion
Time to pick my heart up off the floor
And when that love comes down
Without devotion
Well it takes a strong man baby
But I'm showing you the door
Oh god it looks a lot like the operation has gone horribly wrong. Human organs are everywhere, the operating equipment hasn't been properly sterilized, and to make matters worse I'd hazard a guess the 'surgeon' has got last night's dinner all down his scrubs. Poor show really.
George, not best pleased at having his heart dropped on the floor hurriedly makes to leave, whilst probably reflecting that amateur surgery is not the best game to get into. He says it takes a strong man, and I have to agree considering he's managing to walk out having had a vital organ removed. Not to mention the fact the anesthetic probably hasn't worn off properly.
'Cause I gotta have faith...
Faith is one thing, but putting your trust in someone who isn't qualified to conduct surgery in return for a quick fondle is just plain stupid.
Baby
I know you're asking me to stay
Say please, please, please, don't go away
You say I'm giving you the blues
Maybe
You mean every word you say
Can't help but think of yesterday
And another who tied me down to loverboy rules
The 'surgeon' is quite insistant that George remain, at least until he's probably had the chance to reattach his spleen. George meanwhile talks about having the blues, although he may have confused his body turning blue from lack of circulation with depression. Either that or the 'surgeon' in question is Roman Abramovich, and is giving him Chelsea FC as an apology gift.
It wouldn't really surprise me if the surgeon was Abramovich. He's had his fingers in quite a few rotten pies, and dealing in human organs and illegal surgery seems right up his street. However, I would never have guessed that he conducted the surgery himself.
Before this river Becomes an ocean Before you throw my heart back on the floor Oh baby I reconsider My foolish notion Well I need someone to hold me But I'll wait for something moreGeorge meanwhile is getting woozy from his ordeal, and as a result has started to hallucinate about a flood of epic proportions. Whilst George has been gibbering to himself, Abramovich has managed to drop his heart AGAIN! How clumsy is this man?
George as you might imagine is a bit regretful about the whole experience and is getting unsteady on his feet, so needs someone to hold him up. He's under no illusion that he's been quite the fool but then when you trust a Russian billionaire football chairman to perform amateur open heart surgery, then shame on him.
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