Ultravox: "I Want to Be A Machine"
(Am/F x02211)
[Am/F]I found the bones of all your ghosts
[Em]Locked in the wishing well
[Fmaj7]While birdsong gourmets dragged empty nets
[G]I slumbered in my shell
[Am/F]In mitternacht, die mensch-maschine
[Em]Kissed me on my eyes
[Fmaj7]I rose and left the fire-ladies
[G]Glowing lonely in the night
[Fmaj7]With all the pornographers
[Em]Burn[A]ing torches beneath the sea
Chorus:
[Em]I wan[F]t to[G] be a machine
[Em]I wan[F]t to[G] be a machine
[Em]I wan[F]t to[G] be a machine
[Em]I want to be a machine
[Am/F]I stole a cathode face from newscasts
[Em]And a crumbling fugue of songs
[Fmaj7]From the reservoir of video souls
[G]In the lakes beneath my tongue
[Am/F]In flesh of ash and silent movies
[Em]I walked at boulevards again
[Fmaj7]A nebula of unfinished creatures
[G]From the lifetimes of my friends
[Fmaj7]I hope y[Em]our [A]innocence has depraved me
(Chorus)
Em F G ...
[Am/F]Broadcast me, scrambled clean
[Em]Or free me from this flesh
[Fmaj7]Let the armchair cannibals take their fill
[G]In every cell across wilderness
[Am/F]We'll trip such a strangled tango
[Em]We'll waltz a wonderland affair
[Fmaj7]Let's run to meet the tide tomorrow
[G]Leave all emotion dying there
[Fmaj7]In the s[Em]tar [A]cold beyond all of your dreams
(Chorus)
Em F G ...
Ah!
(Am/F x02211)
[Am/F]I found the bones of all your ghosts
[Em]Locked in the wishing well
[Fmaj7]While birdsong gourmets dragged empty nets
[G]I slumbered in my shell
[Am/F]In mitternacht, die mensch-maschine
[Em]Kissed me on my eyes
[Fmaj7]I rose and left the fire-ladies
[G]Glowing lonely in the night
[Fmaj7]With all the pornographers
[Em]Burn[A]ing torches beneath the sea
Chorus:
[Em]I wan[F]t to[G] be a machine
[Em]I wan[F]t to[G] be a machine
[Em]I wan[F]t to[G] be a machine
[Em]I want to be a machine
[Am/F]I stole a cathode face from newscasts
[Em]And a crumbling fugue of songs
[Fmaj7]From the reservoir of video souls
[G]In the lakes beneath my tongue
[Am/F]In flesh of ash and silent movies
[Em]I walked at boulevards again
[Fmaj7]A nebula of unfinished creatures
[G]From the lifetimes of my friends
[Fmaj7]I hope y[Em]our [A]innocence has depraved me
(Chorus)
Em F G ...
[Am/F]Broadcast me, scrambled clean
[Em]Or free me from this flesh
[Fmaj7]Let the armchair cannibals take their fill
[G]In every cell across wilderness
[Am/F]We'll trip such a strangled tango
[Em]We'll waltz a wonderland affair
[Fmaj7]Let's run to meet the tide tomorrow
[G]Leave all emotion dying there
[Fmaj7]In the s[Em]tar [A]cold beyond all of your dreams
(Chorus)
Em F G ...
Ah!