Print

She insists that she's a lunatic, closer to the boneShe hardly ever visits upstairs, we'll ride the telephoneWell I guess beauty does what beauty does bestIt's beautifulShe says that's the trouble with realityIt's taken far too seriouslyI do hope God is good to meAnd Santa Claus to the childrenCelebrateThis party's overI'm going homeCelebrateThis party's overI'm going homeHis essential complications are hung up on confusedIt's a planet full of traffic lights and traffic light abusersBut that's no stranger than strangeOr any other strangerHe claims it's dangerous to be innocentLetras de canciones'Cause you're the victim every timeHistories of insanity intruding on the saneCelebrateThis party's overI'm going homeCelebrate (celebrate)This party's overI'm going homeHistories of insanity intruding on the saneEven if your problem is the problem do we have to play this game?In all a dizzy thought For anyone to shoulderSee that's the trouble with realityIt's taken far too seriouslyI do hope God is good to meAnd Santa Claus to the childrenCelebrate (celebrate)This party's overI'm going homeCelebrate (celebrate)This party's overI'm going homeCelebrate (celebrate)This party's overI'm going home
---
"Celebrate [Live in France]" as written by Donald L. Lawrence
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
Lyrics powerd by LyricFind
From Letras Mania