Mr. Invisible Lyrics

Mr. Invisible wakes up in the morning
Comb coffee train job
Mr. Invisible makes some copies
Of a memo he delivers to Joe and Bob
And he sits in his cubicle
And he plays solitaire
And he twiddles his thumbs
And he combs his hair

Mr. Invisible goes home in the evening
Coat dinner kids couch
Mr. Invisible watches wheel of fortune
But he cant seem to find a way to get out
And he pulls up a pillow
And he turns out the lights
And he fantasizes about
Vanna white

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Mr. Invisible
Transparent to one and all
Slow motion in a downward fall
You don’t even bother screaming
Mr. Invisible
Lights out with no one to call
Thinks about nothing at all
On his way to nowhere

Mr. Invisible stares out the window
At the cars passing by
He write spoetry in a notebook
About rainy days and butterflies
And he wonders what’s happening
Acrosss the street
Seems like a party
Seem pretty neat

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And he runs runs runs past the lonely years
But they strecht on forever and the end looms near
And mr. invisible wants to be visible

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