cellophane Songtext - Shrug

cellophane - Shrug

One, two, one, two, three, four

Wherever you are is wherever I'll be
Should you wander afar to avoid your mediocrity
I drip from your cieling through your cellophane mirage

If you find you're alone in a parlor full of clones
Who think that Elvis was an actor and the moon is made of foam
I'll be watching you squirm through your cellophane mirage

Cellophane ends the rain, wrecks a train, and numbs the pain
Cellophane cures the sane and anything else inside your brain

Wind me up and turn me loose
Strychnine in the apple juice
Playful dance around the noose
Cellophane

Madly, madly wave your hands
Nervously the poet stands
Waiting as a ghost commands
Cellophane
Cellophane

Cellophane ends the rain, wrecks a train, and numbs the pain
Cellophane cures the sane and anything else inside your brain

So now you're slightly confused, you feel you've been used
It's a subtle suspicion, but it won't be refused
And now you have to admit
Now you have to admit
Now you have to admit
Now you have to admit
Now you have to admit I'm your cellophane mirage
Do with me as you see fit, I'm your cellophane mirage


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