The Happy Birthday Song

When I wake up

In the morning

I pour the coffee

Read the paper

Then I slowly

And so softly

Do the dishes

Feed the fishes

Sing me Happy Birthday

Sing it like it's going to be your last day

Like it's halleujah

Don't just let it pass on through ya

It's a giant among cliches

And that's why I want you to sing it anyway

Sing me Happy Birthday

Cause hell what's it all about

Anyway

Sing me Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

Like it's gonna be your last day

Here on earth