Happy Birthday my olde friend.
It seems this horror show will never end.
Any moment's your last breath,
Here is to another day closer to death.
The cake is on the table,
And it is awfully bright,
′Cause there's so many candles on top.
When you blow them out your lungs are gonna pop.
Each time you feel a pain,
Though you have arthritis and gout.
'Cause when you start kvetching,
Happy Birthday my olde friend.
It seems this horror show will never end.
Any moment′s your last breath,
Here is to another day closer to death.
Your skin is so worn out and old,
All over your body it′s sagging.
Especially loose is your old caboose,
You're dragging it behind you in a wagon.
Well, you′re an alcoholic,
And you're blind and deaf,
And you have Alzheimer′s I bet.
You're too old to remember,
But you′re too drunk to forget.
Happy Birthday my olde friend.
It seems this horror show will never end.
Any moment's your last breath,
Here is to another day closer to death.
Happy Birthday my olde friend.
It seems this horror show will never end.
Any moment′s your last breath,
Here is to another day closer to death.
Happy Birthday my olde friend.
It seems this horror show will never end.
Any moment's your last breath,
Here is to another day closer to