The Happy Birthday Song
when I wake up/ in the morning/ pour the coffee/ and I read the paper/ then I slowly/ and so softly/ do the dishes/ and I feed the fishes/ sing Happy Birthday/ sing it like it's going to be your last day/ like it's hallelujah/ don't just let it pass on through ya/ it's a giant among clichés/ and that's why I want you to sing it anyway/ sing me Happy Birthday/ because hell, what's it all about anyway?
