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


Canzone POP di Mika

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