Lyric Cellophane Boy

And I m not the judge
Or the referee
And I can t accept
Because I am up-tight

And the smoke-screen to my eyes are burning
My concern is I just might give you life

And I can t relate to the hypnotist
And I get close, cause the plastic wrap

And I want to have kids
But their father s up inside
The distance between us on my mind

Up untill now things have been fine
Temporarily
You re cute
But the circumstance s changed
Your substitution, method crutch
Your whole, protection from your pain
This presentation of my ploy
Is to change my cellophane boy

Ah, but it s not the 70 s
Let your future fly with me

Up until now things have been fine
Temporarily
You re cute
But the circumstance s changes
Your substitution, method crutch
Your whole protection from your pain
This presentation of my ploy
Is to change my cellophane boy
And I want your heaven to be
Your martyr and your refugee