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