Emerson Lake And Palmer Stillyou Turn Me On Lyrics

Stillyou Turn Me On Lyrics

Do you want to be an angel, 
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 

Do you wanna be the pillow 
Where I lay my head 
Do you wanna be the feathers 
Lying on 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