I wear my patent leather shoes,
And my golden fleeces,
A feather in my hair for you,
And then I fall to pieces.
At your celebration (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Celebration (Oh-oh, Oh-oh) (x2)
Celebrate you.
We`re quiet as two mannequins
Feasting on silences.
We wait for Christmas to begin
To see the cracking faces.
I tip my glass a toast to you
The blood spills on the carpet.
At your celebration (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Celebration (Oh-oh, Oh-oh) (x2)
Celebrate you.
And in the dream you held a gun,
You killed off all who hurt you,
And left me there the only one
Who would not dare desert you.
I`m safe here growing in the shade
Away from all the brightness.
I lost my innocence today
When I learned how to write this.
Tonight my nightgown is in knots.
I toss and turn in your honor.
I`ll never know just what I`ve got
As long as you`re my father.
And I`ll keep searching here for you
I`ll clean out every corner.