Tom: C
G Dm
Do you want to be an angel
G
Do you want to be a star
Dm G
Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
Dm
Do you want to be a poet
G
Do you want to be my string?
Dm Bdim
You could be anything
Bb
Do you want to be the lover of another
A7 D
Undercover? You could even be the man on the moon
F
Do you want to be the player
Dm
Do you want to be the string?
Bb
Let me tell you something
A7
It just don't mean a thing
Dm
You see it really doesn't matter
Bb C Dm
when you're buried in disguise
Bb C Dm
by the dark glass on your eyes
Bb C Dm
though your flesh has crystalised
Eb Dm
Still.... you turn me on
Eb Dm
Still.... you turn me on
Eb C
Still.... you turn me on
G Dm G
Do you want to be the pillow where I lay my head
Dm G
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Dm G
Do you want to be a colour cover magazine
Dm Bdim
Create a scene
Bb
Every day a little sadder
A little madder
A7 D
Someone get me a ladder
F
Do you want to be the singer
Dm
Do you want to be the song?
Bb
Let me tell you something
A7
You just couldn't be more wrong
Dm
You see I really have to tell you
Bb C Dm
That it all gets so intense
Bb C Dm
From my experience
Bb C Dm
It just doesn't seem to make sense
Eb Dm
Still.... you turn me on
Eb Dm
Still.... you turn me on
Eb D
Still.... you turn me on
