Spirit of Play

No, I'm geek of the week!

No, I'm geek of the week!

etc.

Actually, it doesn't go like that. It goes like this:

I’m geek of the week
And I’m so proud to be me
Got a first-class degree
From university
I’m geek of the week
Oh why can’t you see that
We should be
Together

But you say… go… away
You’re biggest geek I know

As if you’re not keen
On giving lab rats codeine
As if you’re the coolest kid
On the block
But don’t, don’t you think
That I don’t know
Where you go
In that lab coat

Let me help you, let me help you
We could check your… findings, your findings…

I’m geek of the week
And I’m not ashamed
Got three letters after my name
Still you treat me just the same
I’m geek of the week
You say you’re not impressed
By my Klingon songs
Or my X-ray specs

I know I’ve blundered, but you can give me hope
Put me under, under… your microscope

I’m geek of the week
And I’m not ashamed
Got three letters after my name
Still you treat me just the same
I’m geek of the week
You say you’re not impressed
By my Klingon songs
Or my X-ray specs

But you say… go… away
You’re biggest geek I know

But you’re a fine one to talk
Yes, you’re a fine one to talk
With your geeky suggestions
And theoretical questions
And you know you used to look
And you know you still speak
Like you really want to be
Geek of the week…

I wrote those words, you know. But it's been a while since I sang them: newer, faster, more cunningly evolved songs have come into being, and taken GOTW's place in the live set. But it might just stand a chance of being played at the Bull & Gate next month. The witches/brand managers/many loyal fans must be consulted first.