I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
because you're evil
and you lie
and if you should die
I may feel slightly sad
(but I won't cry)
Loved and lost
and some may say
when usually its Nothing
surely you're happy
it should be this way?
I say "No, I'm gonna kill my dog"
and: "May the lines sag the lines sag heavy
and deep tonight XXX"
I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
because you're evil
and you lie
and if you should die
I may feel slightly sad
(But I won't cry)
Loved and lost
and some people may say
when usually its Nothing
surely you're happy
it should be this way?
I said "No"
and then I shot myself
so, drink, drink, drink
and be ill tonight
from the one you left behind
from the one you left behind
from the one you left behind
from the one you left behind
XXXXXXXXX
behind, behind, behind,
behind, behind, behind,
oh, unhappy birthday...
Soooooooooooo, if I'm getting invited to the same parties and the shills knew where I'd be WITHOUT my indentured servitude cloaking device on me, it must mean only one thing. That the monstrous rosicrucucians are sticking to me again. I can imagine the preparty now, "She bought the coincidences, let's keep getting people through."
I am a person. Erase from your memory any love you received that was intended for another, or I will erase it for you.
I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
because you're evil
and you lie
and if you should die
I may feel slightly sad
(but I won't cry)
Loved and lost
and some may say
when usually its Nothing
surely you're happy
it should be this way?
I say "No, I'm gonna kill my dog"
and: "May the lines sag the lines sag heavy
and deep tonight XXX"
I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
because you're evil
and you lie
and if you should die
I may feel slightly sad
(But I won't cry)
Loved and lost
and some people may say
when usually its Nothing
surely you're happy
it should be this way?
I said "No"
and then I shot myself
so, drink, drink, drink
and be ill tonight
from the one you left behind
from the one you left behind
from the one you left behind
from the one you left behind
XXXXXXXXX
behind, behind, behind,
behind, behind, behind,
oh, unhappy birthday...
Soooooooooooo, if I'm getting invited to the same parties and the shills knew where I'd be WITHOUT my indentured servitude cloaking device on me, it must mean only one thing. That the monstrous rosicrucucians are sticking to me again. I can imagine the preparty now, "She bought the coincidences, let's keep getting people through."
I am a person. Erase from your memory any love you received that was intended for another, or I will erase it for you.
