She insists that she's a lunatic, closer to the bone She hardly ever visits upstairs, ride the telephone Well I guess beauty does what beauty does best It's beautiful
See that's the trouble with reality, it's taken far too seriously I do hope God is good to me and Santa Claus to the children
Celebrate This party's over I'm going home Celebrate This party's over I'm going home
His essential complications are hung up and confused It's a planet full of traffic lights and traffic light abusers But that's no stranger than strange Or any other stranger
He claims it's dangerous to be innocent 'cause you're the victim every time Histories of insanity intruding on the sane
Celebrate This party's over I'm going home Celebrate This party's over I'm going home
Histories of insanity intruding on the sane Even if your problem is the problem do we have to play those games? But all this is enough For anyone to shoulder
See that's the trouble with reality, it's taken far too seriously I do hope God is good to me and Santa Claus to the children
Celebrate This party's over I'm going home Celebrate This party's over I'm going home Celebrate This party's over I'm going home Celebrate This party's over I'm going home