
Date of issue: 13.01.2003
Song language: English
Mister Cellophane |
If someone stood up in a crowd |
And raised his voice up way out loud |
And waved his arm |
And shook his leg |
You’d notice him |
If someone in 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 gets noticed, now and then |
Unless, of course, that personage should |
Be Invisible, inconsequential me Cellophane |
Mister cellophane |
Should have been my name |
Mister cellophane |
'Cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I’m there |
I tell ya Cellophane |
Mister cellophane |
Should have been my name |
Mister cellophane |
'Cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I’m there |
Suppose you was a little cat |
Residin' in a person’s flat |
Who fed you fish and scratched your |
Ears? |
You’d notice him |
Suppoose you was a woman 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 |
Unless that human bein' next to you |
Is unimpressive, undistinguished |
You know who |
Should have been my name |
Mister cellophane |
'Cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I’m there |
I tell ya Cellophane |
Mister cellophane |
Should I bend my name |
Mister cellophane |
'Cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I’m there |
Never even know I’m there |