George Michael Album

Written by George Michael

It's like a conversation, where no-one stops to breathe
Is it my imagination, or did God already leave the table?
Such destruction, and pure white castles in the sand
No time for introduction
With all that money changing hands

And the satellite says, “Take a look at all we have”
But the old man says,
“You want my family, for your liberty…I can't do that.”

Look into the eyes of any patient man
Whether they be amber, green or blue,
There's a piece of God staring back at you
But they see our children, and the old folk fend for themselves
They see our broken women
On imaginary shelves

But the satellite says, “Won't you people look at all we have?
Don't you want it?

Can't you see the things that you lack?”

Written by George Michael / Jon Douglas

I was mixed up when you came to me
Too broke to fix
Said ‘daddy get you gone, I'm missing my baby'
Still missing my baby…

I was stitched up by the hands of fate
Said how you gonna make it on your own
If luck is a lady?
Maybe luck is a lady

I was going down for the third time
My heart was broken, I was not open to your suggestions
I had so many questions
That you just kissed away

Tell me, I guess that cupid was in disguise
The day you walked in and changed my life
I think it's amazing,
The way that love can set you free

So now I walk in the midday sun
I never thought that my saviour would come
I think it's amazing
I think it's amazing

I think you're amazing

You tried to save me from myself
Said 'Darling ,kiss as many as you want!
My love's still available
And I know you're insatiable'

We're like victims of the same disease
Look at your Big Bad Daddy, and your mom
And your mom ….was always acting crazy

I was going down for the third time
My heart was broken, I thought that loving you
was out of the question
Then I saw my reflection
Saying please don't let this go

Tell me, I guess that cupid was in disguise
The day you walked in and changed my life
I think it's amazing,
The way that love can set you free
So now I walk in the midday sun
I never thought that my saviour would come
I think it's amazing
I think you're amazing

Celebrate the love of the one you're with

Celebrate, this life with you baby
I think you should celebrate yeah
Don't put your love in chains baby
No no, walk in the midday sun
I thought I was dreaming
I think it's amazing
I think you're amazing

I said celebrate the love of the one you're with

As this life gets colder
And the devil inside

Written by George Michael

Close friend of mine as a child fell into a slumber
No sign of life since '75
Then one day he just, what do you know
I guess God just called his number

He called me up he called me up and said
“I've been awake about a week
I'm thinking about asking the doctor
If he could put me back to sleep”
Then he laughed and said
“Hey all the girls they look the same”
Don't they know just what their mothers
Paid in blood, and tears to change

But the words that made me cry
The thing he softly said
It stayed with me, it keeps messing with my head
He said, “If Jesus Christ is alive and well
Then how come John & Elvis are dead?”

Youth, beautiful youth
We walked through the walls until we found the truth
And said “Change it, it's ugly just change it”
Everyone we used to know
Must have given up, so long ago
You can see it, it's written on their faces
And the inside of their clothes

But the words that made me cry
'Cos I knew just what they meant
He turned to me and said
“Hey boy, if Jesus Christ is alive and well
Then how come John & Elvis are dead?”

“Tell me if Jesus Christ is alive and well
Then how come Marvin & Elvis are dead?”

I said “If Jesus Christ is going to save us from ourselves

Written by George Michael

Mama's gone and got herself a new man
It's a shame,
He's the same
Mama please please, stop pretending
This time, it won't end in tears
I find myself, with a new daddy
My mama needs love you see
Guess she don't wanna be lonely

And nobody's keeping score
I don't say hi to those guys no more
Said mama can't you feel me
Holding my breath as they knock, knock, knock on our door

You're just taking your ass to the top of that building
Throwing yourself under cars and trains
Taking the pill that you know will kill you
Under the wheels,
The same, the same….

Johnny's gone and got himself a new man
He gets laid, every day
Johnny please please, stop pretending
This time, may just end in tears
Take care of yourself
Because you won't find 'daddy'
When you're popping those pills
Oh Johnny, is the danger just part of the thrill?

And nobody's keeping score
Johnny those guys that you shake it for
I said “Johnny can't you hear them
Saying mama knows best as they knock, knock,
knock on your door”

You're just taking your ass to the top of that building
Throwing yourself under cars and trains
Taking the pill that you know will kill you
Under the wheels, the same, the same

Taking your ass to the top of that building
Throwing yourself under cars and trains
Taking the pill that you know will kill you
Under the wheels, wheels, wheels

Pretty girl, little girl, what were you thinking
Just 18 at the time
You were a mother and child, at the same time
You were a mother and child
So young and fucked up baby
Always higher than a child should see…
Forgive me

To the top of that building
Under cars and trains
Taking the pill that you know will kill you
Under the wheels, wheels, wheels

Mama don't you let him stay

From bastard to loser, hurt you, used you in every way,
Mama, don't you let him stay, please
Don't let him stay

I said Jesus, Mary, and the Saints above,

Written by George Michael

My daddy got here on the gravy train
I guess my mama had a real bad start to the game
They went walking and she took his name
Round here

There was dancing in the afternoons those days
Waiting tables, chasing girls with the money he made
It was 1957, and love felt the same, love felt the same

Frightened little girl, she makes a break
Into the arms of… something better
Round here

I hear my mama call in Kingsbury Park
Just me and David and a football that glowed in the dark
Waiting patiently to make my mark
Round here

And I remember my first day at school
And I remember trouble, and thinking I was so cool
I remember it all, like yesterday

Don't you

Every time I try to leave this place
Something inside says, “You can do better”
Round here

So come with me, let me show you where I've lived
I want to put my hands in this earth again
Music fell like rain to the streets
The Specials and The Jam, to The Beat
Even though I think I've seen everything there is to see of this world
I gotta be thankful that this crowded space
Is the place of my birth

When all that I wanted, was to be someone.

Two little Hitlers in an old church hall
Some cheesy covers and those neighbours that banged on the walls
Andy says it's time to show them all
Round here

Please sir, we two have other plans
Please sir you would not understand,
What's going on
Is magical, can't you see
That some of us do more than dream

Every time I try to leave this place
Something inside says, “Keep on keeping, on and on….”
Around here

So come with me, let me show you where I've lived
I want to put my hands in this earth again
Music fell like rain to the streets
The Specials and The Jam, ABC
Even though I think I've seen everything there is to see of this world
I gotta be thankful that this crowded space
Is the place of my birth

My birth,
In this town,
Yes I guess I got to be someone

To be somebody
In the Beautiful city

This place I call home
These streets of London
It's everything I know (everything and everybody)
On the streets of London
I want to thank you

GTi, Hot Shot,
He parks it there, just to piss me off.
Bullyboy, gonna show ya who's tough,
I'm gonna shoot the dog, I'm gonna shoot the dog

It's party time, everyday
I spent Saturday night on Novocaine
Called the pigs, but nobody came
I'm gonna shoot the dog, I'm gonna shoot the dog...(come on ladies)

Nine nine nine gettin' jiggy
People did you see that fire in the city?
It's like we're fresh out of democratic,
Gotta get yourself a little something semi-automatic yeah...

That's why I'm always gettin' stoned yeah
That's why I'm out there havin' fun again
Good puppy, good puppy
Rolling on over...

Mustapha
Mazeltov,
The Gaza Boys,
All that holy stuff.
I got the feelin' when it all goes off,
They're gonna shoot the dog, they're gonna shoot the dog.

So, Cherie my dear,
Could you leave the way clear for sex tonight?
Tell him
"Tony Tony Tony, I know that you're horny, but there's somethin bout that Bush ain't right"

Nine nine nine getting jiggy,
People did you see that fire in the city?
It's like we're fresh out of democratic,
Gotta get yourself a little something semi-automatic yeah...

That's why I'm always gettin' stoned yeah
That's why I'm out there havin' fun again,
Good puppy, good puppy,
Rollin' on over for The Man...

The Ayatollah's gettin' bombed yeah,
See Sergeant Bilko having fun again,
Good puppy, good puppy
Rollin on over for The Man....

I believe, I believe what the old man said
Though I know that there's no lord above
I believe in me, I believe in you
And you know I believe in love
I believe in truth though I lie a lot
I feel the pain from the push and shove
No matter what you put me through
I'll still believe in love
And I say

Cherie Baby, Spliff up
I wanna kick back mama
And watch the World Cup with ya baby
Yeah, That's right!
We're getting freeky tonight
Stay with me tonight
Let's have some fun while Tony's Stateside
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
See Tony dancing with Dubya
Don't you wanna know why?

Written by George Michael

My mother had a brother
They say that I was born on the day that he died
Someone to cling to, she said
When all the noises and the shame came calling

My mother had a brother
I thought I knew them all, I thought I knew
But she lied
I said, “Show me his face again, tell me again why he died”

She said he couldn't wait for the things that I've seen
She said he wasn't strong enough, he never dared to dream a life like mine

My mother had a brother
Over-sensitive and kind
Seems it all became too much for him..
It seems he took his own life
Mum, I can't imagine the joy and pain in equal measure
Tears in the dirt, and all over your newborn treasure

I guess he had to wait until my momma had me
I guess he couldn't wait another moment to be free
In endless sky…..

But mama will you tell him from your boy
The times they changed
I guess the world was getting warmer
And we got stronger
Mother will you tell him about my joy
I live each day for him
The sun came out, yeah, and I'm just breathing it in

(breathing…)

My mother had a brother
Same desire, different time
Seems the empty spaces tortured him
Until he took his own life

I don't know why I waited so long for love
I just don't know what I was thinking of..
All that wasted time

But mama will you tell him from your boy
The times they changed
I guess the world was getting warmer
While we got stronger
Mother will you tell him about my joy
I live each day with him
Your son came out, yeah,
And I'm still breathing it in

And I swear now that freedom is here
I'm gonna taste it all for you boy
I'm bad to the bone, I'm just a little torn
I'm making so much love

So those of us who have nothing to fear
We've got to make damn sure that it was worth it
I'm bad to the bone, I'm just a little stoned
I'm making so much love

I was a prisoner, but he saved me
Broke into my dreams and said, “Who cares?”
I was a prisoner, so disgrace me
I'm glad to be home

Written by George Michael

'Cause you're beautiful (Like no other)
'Cause you're beautiful (maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight)

Beautiful .... beautiful

And it's no good waiting by the window
It's no good waiting for the sun
Please believe me, the things you dream of
They don't fall in the laps of no-one

And it's no good . . . Waiting, waiting
And it's no good . . . Waiting

You've got to go to the city

Always the same
Always the same dreams yeah yeah
Always the same (yes you're movin' up)

Well you've got to think of something
'Cause your job pays you nothing
But you've got the things God gave you
So the music may yet be your saviour

Got to be a way, some way
Got to be some way to make your way to the light (All the girls say)
Got to be some way, today, today, maybe tonight, maybe tonight

And it's always the same . . .
Always the same dreams yeah yeah
Always the same (yes you're movin' up)

You're beautiful, you are, and you know it
You're wasted here, you're a star
In this small town of hand-me-downs who don't even know it

Sometimes it brings you down
Sometimes it eats you up
Sometimes you think that your head's going to blow
It doesn't get better . . .

Don't you know, you've got to go to the city
You've got to reach the other side of the glass
I think you'll make it in the city baby
I think you know that you are more than just
Some fucked up piece of ass

Got to be a way, some way
Got to be some way to make your way to the light (All the boys say)
Got to be some way, today, today, maybe tonight,
They'll see you tonight

And it's always the same
A lways the same
Always the same dreams yeah yeah
Always the same (yes you're movin' up)

Cause you're beautiful (like no other)
Cause you're beautiful (take me, make me)
Cause you're beautiful (maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight)

Beautiful .... beautiful

And it's no good waiting by the window
It's no good waiting for the sun
Please believe me, the things you dream of
They don't fall in the laps of no-one

And it's no good . . . Waiting, waiting
And it's no good . . . Waiting

You've got to go to the city
You've got to go to the city,
They're going to find you there

'Cause you're beautiful
'Cause you're beautiful

Sometimes it brings you down
Sometimes it eats you up
Sometimes you think that your head's going to blow and
It doesn't get better . . .

Don't you know, you've got to go to the city
You've got to reach the other side of the glass
I think you'll make it in the city baby
I think you know that you are more than just
Some fucked up piece of ass

More than just ...

Sid you've got to think of something
'Cause your job pays you nothing
But you've got the things God gave you
So the music may yet be your saviour

Do you want a saviour, saviour
Say that you do,
You know you're wasted here, wasted here

Written by George Michael

Bless the day you came into my life, I still remember
Horny cowboy with your stars and stripes
Bringing the light into my day
With that Texan smile

Too afraid to love, to hope that you would stay
So broken that I never saw you chase the past away

My American Angel, he doesn't want to fight (doesn't need to fight)
My U.S of Angel, holds me in the dead of night
Takes away that fear that I carried forever
You stopped to wipe away my tears
And you stayed forever and more

( I don't think that I…)

Yesterday it seemed my life was colder than December
All alone I watched the eagles fly
Even the light seemed to have changed
In the Californian sky

Through all of those battles then you came
Stepped out of the fading light
Said, “Baby I'm American, dry your eyes again,
Because I'm here to save your life”

My American Angel, he doesn't want to fight (doesn't need to fight)
My U.S of Angel, holds me in the dead of night
Takes away that fear that I carried forever
You stopped to wipe away my tears
But you stayed forever amore

And more, didn't you baby..

Because I don't think that I could love and lose again
I don't think I have the strength
I don't think I have the strength

Written by George Michael

In my house there's a circle, where the life comes in
From the stars to my home, down through the stone,
I could have been so alone,
Without my precious box
Have I a family? I guess not
I've never seen a lot of beauty
In my life.

Well in your house there are servants, and the lights all dim
Such a beautiful home, your agent's on the phone, they never
leave you alone
The party never stops!
You say that's fantasy, I say “So what, I need a little beauty…”

So let me in,
You know you've kind of got under my skin
You know we never see a lot of the action round here
My dear
You may want to strip again

And you look so fine in your Gucci suit
And you're making more money than your daddy
could have imagined
But people can go out of fashion, honey, yeah, any time

So take that picture, stop acting so dumb
Don't you know that the moment will come
I will find someone like you
But with something extra, I'm sorry baby
I don't know why
I don't know why that is

The systematic breakdown of my community
You know I hate my job, I try to save but God
There's just never enough
Switch on, the pressure - stops
You know the one for me, she's on Fox
And she's a little beauty…

Give me your life, give me your life, I want it
Because lately, it's so freezing out here
(This side of the glass, life keeps kicking my ass)
In so many ways, but you make it good
Made me the kind of happy that my baby never could
(This side of the glass…)

So take that picture, stop acting so dumb
Don't you know that the moment will come
I will find someone like you
But with something extra, I'm so sorry baby
I don't know why
I don't know why that is

Precious keeps me company
Keeps me from being alone

Because no-one comes in the morning
No-one comes in the evening time
I'd sit and wait for the phone to ring
I could be waiting my whole damn life

So sick of the same old faces
In this street, where nobody talks to me
And the funny side of the situation is
I don't care, I'll always be there

When you come down from the sky
And make yourself at home
In my house

Because these days it's the money the money
The money, honey, or your life
I said don't you know you can't have both

Stop acting so dumb
The moment will come
I will find someone like you
Something extra, (always happens baby to me) sorry baby
I don't know why (something)
Said I don't know why that is

You may want to strip again
You may want to let me in
You may want to sacrifice
More than you think is fair or right

You may want to think again
You may want to watch your friends
You may want to change your mind

Written by George Michael

Some people said, if I could only care for you
Some people said, he will never love again
Some people said, you can see it in his eyes
He keeps it all inside and yet . . . .
Some people say, in time, we all teach ourselves to live this way

And for a thousand days, I was lost
I thought never to be found,
Underground
And don't you think I'm ready now?
So please send me someone to love . . .

Please send me someone, someone to love
As much as I loved you
(The way I loved you, darlin')
Please, please send me someone, someone to love
Please send me someone

Any time, any day, any time, any day now
Any time any day, any time, any day now
Please, please send me someone
Just to hold me now that you're gone

Some people say, “I hope you know I'm there for you”
Some of the people said - nothing,
And nothing was just fine
(You know how I get sometimes . . .)

And for a thousand days, I was lost
I said, “Heaven knows I'm ready to be found”,
Underground
But I think I'm ready now
So please send me someone to love

Please send me someone, someone to love
As much as I loved you
Please, please send me someone, someone to love
Please send me someone
Please send me someone

Any time any day any time any day now
Any time any day any time any day now
Please, please send me someone

So say that you will, because the nights are long
Without our song to sing
Just search the clouds until . . . until
So say that you will
Show me right from wrong,
Without our song to sing
Just search the clouds until . . . until
And Darlin' darlin' though I can't replace you, there's a
space in my heart
A space that you left in my heart
Just give me something that will pull me back from the blue

Oh send me someone like you

Darlin' darlin' no I can't replace you, there's a space in my heart
A space that you left in my heart
Just give me something that will pull me back from the blue

Written by George Michael

You got yourself some action
Said you got yourself a body
You got yourself an ass with a mind of its own
Brings something to the party

You got yourself addicted
You shoot off, it saves you time
You got yourself a pay cheque
Faces in the places where the sun don't shine

I'll be your sexual freak (freak), of the week
I'll be your inspirational brother (sister), yo momma can't you see
I'll be your sexual freak of the week (Ohh touch it)
I'll be your educational lover, your one fuck fantasy

Can I come on in, my sweet baby, can I move on in
Can I come on in, my sweet baby, can I move on in

You got yourself some action
Said you got your sexy Java
You got your speed connection
Free chat, fuck that, get a little harder

You got yourself a big bed
You shoot off, but take your time
In the house with a bitch and a mouse
And your daddy's plastic, how fantastic yeah

I'll be your sexual freak (Back up on this), of the week
(Yeah…I think I need to re-booty)
I'll be your inspirational brother (sister), yo momma can't you see
I'll be your sexual freak (B, B, Back), of the week
(B, B, push back, sexy mama)
I'll be your educational lover (Yeah), your one fuck fantasy

Can I come on in, my sweet baby, can I move on in
Can I come on in, my sweet baby, can I move on in

Sexual freak (sister)
I think I need to re-booty
Sexual freak (sister)

I'll be your sexual freak, of the week (You're such a sexy mama)
I'll be your inspirational brother (sister), yo momma can't you see
(I think I need to re-booty)
I'll be your sexual freak
I'll be your educational lover, your one fuck fantasy
Sister, sexual freak
Inspirational brother

You got yourself some action
Said you got yourself a body
You got yourself an ass with a mind of its own
Brings something to the party

Come on kids, don't be scared
It's a tits and ass world you gotta be prepared
Come on kids, don't be scared
It's a tits and ass world you gotta be prepared
Come on kids, you know your mama and your daddy don't care

Written by George Michael

Is that enough?
I think it's over
See, everything has changed
And all this hatred may just make me strong enough
To walk away

They may chase me to the ends of the earth
But I've got you babe
And they may strip me of the things that I've worked for
But I've had my say

So hear me now
I've enough of these chains
I know they're of my making
No one else to blame for where I stand today
I've no memory of truth
But suddenly the audience is so cruel
So God, hey God you know why I'm through

Through

I guess it's tough, I guess I'm older
And everything must change
But all this cruelty and money instead of love
People, have we no shame?

They may chase me to the ends of the earth
But I've got you babe
And they may take away the things that I've worked for
But you'll pull me through

It's so clear to me now
I've enough of these chains
Life is there for the taking
What kind of fool would remain in this cheap gilded cage
I've no memory of truth
But suddenly the audience is so cruel
Oh God, I'm sorry

I think I'm through
I think I'm through

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