CHORUS

Who do you want to be today?

Who do you want to be?

Who do you want to be today?

Do you want to be just like someone on T.V.?



Oh boredom is so terrible, it's like a dread disease

Nothing could be worse

than when there's nothing on T.V.

I'd rather be a cowboy than to stare blank at the walls

I've been reborn so many times

I can't remember them all

(And I say)



CHORUS



Just like someone on T.V.!



I think I'll be a teddy boy, I think I'll be a hunk

I think I'll be a tough guy and I think I'll be a punk

I might just be a fashion star

All dressed in frilly rags

Or perhaps I'll cross the other side

and walk around in

Drag!



CHORUS



Just like somebody on T.V.!



Do you like to be just like a rock

in the middle of the sea

Do you want to suffer by yourself

in a pool of blissful misery

Do you want to feel like a saint in artists' clothes

With a rosary in your hand

Do you wanna be crazy like Van Gogh like a

stranger in a

Strange, strange land



Would you rather push the buttons

And be feared by all humanity

Or perhaps you'd like to be a bum

Do you wanna be stupid, just like me



CHORUS



Just like somebody on T.V.!

Who do you want to be . . . . . .