E His world is under observation F# We monitor his station E Under faces and the places F# Where he traces points of view He picks up scraps of conversation Radio and radiation From the dancers and romancers With the answers but no clue Chorus: D F# He'd love to spend the night in Zion He's been a long, long while in Babylon He'd like a lover's wings to fly on To a tropic isle of Avalon His world is under anesthetic Subdivided and synthetic His reliance on the giants In the science of the day He picks up scraps of information He's adept at adaptation Because for strangers and arrangers Constant change is here to stay Chorus: He'd love to spend the night in Zion He's been a long, long while in Babylon He'd like a lover's wings to fly on To a tropic isle of Avalon D He's got a force field and a flexible plan Em He's got a date with fate in a black sedan G He plays fast forward just as long as he can D But he won't need a bed He's a digital man Chorus: He'd love to spend the night in Zion He's been a long, long while in Babylon He'd like a lover's wings to fly on To a tropic isle of Avalon He's got a force field and a flexible plan He's got a date with fate in a black sedan Plays fast forward just as long as he can But he won't need a bed He's a digital man He plays fast forward just as long as he can But he won't need a bed He's a digital man Plays fast forward just as long as he can But he won't need a bed He's a digital man Plays fast forward But he won't need a bed Digital man He plays fast forward just as long as he can But he won't need a bed He's a digital man... | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsD E Em F# G |