Here we stand in this open space
All glittering like the night-time sky
Champagne bubbles, candles snap
The shining sparkles matching our glimmering teeth
But these smiles are false
There is no real mirth in this rictus grin
Our feelings are faked
Hiding behind a masque of delight
Shallow people with shallow thoughts
Talk about shallow things
Not a single word spoken is sincere
The bubbly muddies everything
Watch as we cavort and gallop
Prancing like mooncalves beneath the stars
No truth found in those sighs and glances-
They switch partners every few minutes
It might be better if this was a reunion
But no-this hall is stuffed with strangers
Introductions forgot as soon as they're made
Nobody here is anyone's friend
So sit back, my dear
Hold your bubbly tight
Behold this production of fools
Celebrating nothing all through the night