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Cellophane

I've got cellophane on my mind

All you itty-bitty people are gonna die

On my balcony, it's all messed up

God's playing a game show and he don't give a fuck


When will it get ya, oh when's the time?

Want to take a spin on the wheel of time?

A mother cries out to her son

Well, that's no fun, don't be a stick in the mud


Starts out real great with making shapes

Then you might get chewed out straight / or catch a break

Some have it good, some have it hard

And some make works, some make it by


I've got cellophane on my mind

Every itty-bitty person has to try

To find a way to keep your head up

Gonna keep on keeping in a meaningless world


I love the way the moon brushes your eyes

Rodney shrieks to God that he don't want to die

I can't wait to be with you forever

And people never leave in the order that they enter


Starts out real great with making shapes

Then you might chewed out straight / or catch a break

Some have it good, some have it hard

And some make works, some make it by


Baby girl

You know I love you so

But as time goes and flows

Everything must come to an end

And it's time for us

And now it's time for you and me

Like dust

As if nothing ever was

Remember when you looked into my eyes?


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