Mister Cellophane

[Amos]
I'm the father! Papa! Dada! Did you hear me?
No, you didn't hear me. That's the story of my life.
Nobody ever knows I'm around. Nobody. Not even my parents noticed me. One day I went to school and when I came home, they moved.

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, "Fired" 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.

Suppose 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 have been 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.