A (Birthday) Song For You

Maggots eat your rotting flesh up
Flies lay their eggs in your hair
Bones will turn to dust and ashes
And the universe won’t care
You’ll decay
And all that you have done fade away
I guess what I’m trying to say is
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday

Living is a brutal struggle
Slogging towards an endless nap
Soon the sun will boil the oceans
Here is a gift card from the Gap

We suffer, we ache
We’ve all got that death march to make
Life is pointless but hey
Who wants cake?

Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday
Another year, Another year
Another year and Another year

Then another year, then another year
Then another year, then another year (x3)
Then another fucking year

Red balloons and paper streamers
Party hat on top of your head
Make a wish and blow out candles
That reminds me god is dead
And so are we
We are nothing eventually
The cat calendar is from me

Happy Birthday (x4)
To you
And Mandy Moore