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