Elton John – I Want More (Guitar)
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Chords
[Intro]
Gm Eb Bb F
Gm Eb Bb F
[Verse]
G Don't chastise me, I'm a child Cm Gm Acting as a child does. Gm You ply me with lifeless dolls Cm Gm When what I want is blood. Eb Bb You took me from the streets to complete this union. Cm D Do you expect some little saint kneeling for communion?
[Pre-Chorus]
Gm I want more! Bb I want more! G G Look at you, you disapprove, like two fussy mothers. G G Who are you to criticize the habits of another. Eb Bb Did I rock the family boat by dining on the help? Cm Aren't I just a little beast? D Well, I can't help myself!
[Chorus]
Gm Eb I want more! Bb F I want more! Eb I don't want their milk and honey Bb F They can keep those fine herb teas. Eb I don't need their chocolate hot and sweet. Bb It's thick and red for me! D Gm For everyone that comes along, E Am Knocking at Death's door. Eb Don't blame me - it's your fault D Gm Eb Bb D That I want mooorreeee!
[Spoken]
Gm
My darling, it's not your fault. It's Lestat's.My fault!?
Eb You're not loving enough to her. Bbm I give her everything her black little heart desires, F and still she does this! F She is trying to get your attention.
[Verse]
Gm Look at me, I'm so sweet. Cm Gm I'm innocent and charming. Gm But all you see is some spoiled brat Cm Gm A child so demanding. Eb Bb Don't fuss so! You both know the rapture of the bite. Cm It's not monstrous! D It's just Claudia's healthy appetite!
[Chorus]
Gm And I want more! Eb Bb I want more! G Should I be the little miss Gm And while away the hours?
I think not, I'd rather hunt
Cm Gm Than cut up paper flowers. Eb Bb Thanks to you the things I do verge on the obscene. Cm What a pair of hypocrites! D Well, this cat wants her cream! Gm I want more! Eb I want more! Bb F I want more!
[Spoken]
You're too lenient!
Eb You're too cold! Bb She needs to be punished. F She needs love and kindness.
[Bridge]
Gm I'll wander through the streets at night Cm Gm And find a charming couple. Gm Who'd fear that such an angel lost Cm Gm Could find herself in trouble. Eb They can't resist my trembling lips Eb My eyes so filled with tears. D They rest my head upon their necks...
N.C.
Oh, dear!
[Chorus]
G#m E B Mooorreee!! G#m I want more! E B I want more! G#m E I don't want their milk and honey. B They can keep those fine herb teas. G#m E I don't need their chocolate hot and sweet. B Tt's thick and red for me!
[Outro]
Eb G#m For everyone that comes along, F Bb Knocking on Death's door. E Ebm Don't blame me - it's your fault Eb G#m That I want more! E B I want moorreee! G#m E B I want more! I want moorree! Eb Eb G#m I want mooorree!