Shrug - Cellophane lyrics

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