H It's always like this - Somebody puts some gunpowder into my brain, F# Into my brain - E H And then waits for the spark. H And I say to myself - Come on now, do you really have to be that insane? F# Be that insane - E F# Than off I go... Suppose I was made of steel, I'll find myself a magnet, And I'll call it your name, Call it your name And then paint it bright; And you'll destroy me with light, You'll burn me to cinders with your hands on my wheel - Your hands on my wheel; And then off I'll go. F# H All in all - it's another step to heaven, G#m C#m F# And in heaven it's easy to see - E F# It was the angel, that's calling me; H It was the angel, that's calling me; E F# G#m It was the angel, and I just did what he said; E F# It was the angel, and I'm satisfied; H It was the angel, and I cried and I cried, E And I tried and I tried, F# G#m E F# And I can't get you out of my head.