an emotional fish
celebrate
She insists that she's a lunatic, closer to the bone She hardly ever visits upstairs, we'll ride the telephone Well I guess beauty does what beauty does best It's beautiful  She says 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 on 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 (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 this game? In all a dizzy thought  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 (celebrate) This party's over I'm going home Celebrate (celebrate) This party's over I'm going home Celebrate (celebrate) This party's over I'm going home