26/01/10

Call me Cellophane

this is just the way i am (and hell yeah, i god damn love chicago)



If someone stood up in a crowd, and raised is voice way out loud
and waved his arm and shook his leg...you'd notice him
If someone on a movie show yelled "Fire! in the second row!
this whole place is a powder keg!" you'd notice him

And even without clucking like a hen, everyone get's noticed now and then
Unless, of course, that personage should be invisible, unconsequential: Me!

Cellophane, Mr Cellophane should have been my name, Mr, Cellophane
'cause you can look right through, walk right by me...and never know i'm there

Supose you was a little cat, residin' in a person's flat
who fed you fish and scratched your ears...you'd notice him
supose you are a woman's wed
and sleepin' in a double bed beside one man for seven years...you'd notice him

a human being's made of more than air
with all that bulk you're bound to see him there is uninpressive, undistinguished...you know who...

Should have been my name, Mr Cellophane, 'cause you can look right trhough me
walk right by me, and never know i'm there, I tell ya!
Cellophane, Mr Cellophane should have been my name, Mr Cellophane
'cause you can look right through me, walk right by me, and never know i'm there...

NEVER EVEN KNOW IM THERE