The Invisible Man

I was commited to life and then commuted to the outskirts

With all the love in the world

Living for thirty minutes at a time with a break in the middle for adverts

But it's a wonderful world within these cinema walls

Where a shower of affection becomes niagra falls

And you wish she could step down from the

Screen to your seat in the stalls

But if stars are only painted on the ciling above

Then who can you turn to and who do you love

I want to get out while I still can

I want to be like Harry Houdini

Now I'm the invisible man

My head is spinning round faster and faster

Here I stand on the edge of disaster

I'm shattered like a piece of crystal porcelain or alabaster

Crowds surround loudspeakers hanging from the lampposts

Listening to the murder mystery

Meanwhile someone's hiding in the classroom

Forging books of history

Never mind there's a good film showing tonight

Where they hang everyone everybody who can read and write

Oh that could never happen here but then again it might