Birthday Song
So I started writing this song today. Here's a really cheap demo, and the lyrics so far.
You think the song goes too far? If you say yes, I am gonna cry.
[Note: the song is not autobiographical.]
[Note: someone asked me what the deeper meaning of this satire is. I don't know, but I am not sure that it matters. I find that, generally speaking, irreverence is its own reward.]
i was born in september 64
we started off each school year with my name up on the door
sang happy birthday to me
ate cake and drank some juice
i've looked forward to the 'leventh
every year since my youth
osama bin laden, you ruined my birthday
i don't get no presents, just looks of dismay
lots of people died, i'm not just thinking of myself
but couldn't you have chosen the 10th or the 12th?
You think the song goes too far? If you say yes, I am gonna cry.
[Note: the song is not autobiographical.]
[Note: someone asked me what the deeper meaning of this satire is. I don't know, but I am not sure that it matters. I find that, generally speaking, irreverence is its own reward.]
Now Playing: The Chieftains - Love Is Teasin'
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