Lirama

So tired
I get on leaving cheap time
I'm never satisfied
On a 3 hours a.m TV show,
What was given off from your lips was sex appeal

Bitch
I shoot down your hyper lady's appearance
I'm never satisfied
Only five minutes of celebration
Let's disappear until friday morning!

Cinderella of passed midnight...
You don't have anymore glass slippers

Elite style Pinocchio's nose
Breaks and becomes ash
In the DNA of clock's mechanism,
Wooden manequin's babble goes nine to five

At this time sun that burns me
Drags on setting
Hanging time is drawing closer,
Let's repulse it until we have counted to three!
1,2,3, you got it!

From New York to my bedroom,
A black curtain hides velvet night

refrain:
Hey! Celebration
Ring a bell! Swing your heart! Sing a song!
Hey! Celebration!
Throw away! Sail away! Shout it out!

Come on! Celebration!
Purple smoke and illusion
Stand up! Revolution!
Let's set fire to the limousine!

When the clock struck at the midnight,
The coach turned into a pumpkin and
The dress became a rug!
And only a glass slipper was left behind.
Suddenly Cinderella crushed it and
She kicked her fuckin' old stepmother out.
And, she started for the real celebration
That would start very soon.

In this city where moon was laughing,
The final voice did not rise

refrain

Come on! Celebration!
Throughout this world
Cheers! Congratulations!