Lyrics:

Do you wanna be an angel? Do you wanna be a star?
Do you wanna play some magic on my guitar?
Do you wanna be a poet? Do you wanna be my string?
You could be anything

Do you wanna be the lover of another undercover?
You could even be the man on the moon
Do you wanna be the player? Do you wanna be the string?
Let me tell you something, it just don't mean a thing

You see it really doesn't matter when you're buried in disguise
By the dark glass on your eyes, though your flesh has crystallised
Still you turn me on (oh yeah)
Still you turn me on (ooh)
Mmm, you turn me on

Do you wanna be the pillow where I lay my head?
Do you wanna be the feathers lying in my bed?
Do you wanna be the cover of a magazine?
Create a scene

Every day a little sadder, a little madder
Someone get me a ladder
Do you wanna be the singer? Do you wanna be the song?
Let me tell you something, you just couldn't be more wrong

You see, I really have to tell you that it all gets so intense
From my experience, it just doesn't seem to make sense
Still you turn me on (oh yeah)
Mmm, you turn me on (ooh yeah)
Mmm, you turn me on