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