The Party Songtext

(spoken)
It was time to go to the party. Everybody took a long, cleansing shower, and put on their special party clothes. It was going to be a wonderful and exciting occasion. Everybody had been looking forward to it all week. It kept them going, just thinking about what a wonderful time they were all going to have. The promise of the party almost made everybody's living conditions bearable. The boredom, the anxiety, the despair, the pain, the pain, the pain: it was all bearable this week, because there was going to be a party.

And now it was time to go to the party. Everybody started to get tense. They started to say to themselves, "What if the party isn't any good? I hate boring parties. I'd rather stay home. Why go out? I could get killed. I don't need this. It's raining out. Besides, what if it was a good party? What if it was the best party ever? Then, when it was over, I'd start thinking about how there would never be such a good party ever again. I'd rather have something to look forward to. I'm still young. This is no time to go to a party. It's raining out. I'm going to call all my friends and tell them not to go."

So nobody went to the party. And it was truly, truly, truly the best party ever.