I always thought this song was deeply cynical. He rightly talks about the artist pretending its art when coming up with pretentious nonsense like 'Blue sing la lune sing lagoon, these visions are making me stay' and then asks 'The question is where do you pay', the answer no doubt being 'Spandau Ballet's bank account and here's our sort and account code nos.' if you're mug enough to think lyrics like the first couple of lines are genuinely poetic. 'Erogenous zones' do indeed win again - no doubt the payments helped the band afford expensive nights out with top models.
I always thought this song was deeply cynical. He rightly talks about the artist pretending its art when coming up with pretentious nonsense like 'Blue sing la lune sing lagoon, these visions are making me stay' and then asks 'The question is where do you pay', the answer no doubt being 'Spandau Ballet's bank account and here's our sort and account code nos.' if you're mug enough to think lyrics like the first couple of lines are genuinely poetic. 'Erogenous zones' do indeed win again - no doubt the payments helped the band afford expensive nights out with top models.