St. George's Folly - Happy Birthday

Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Everybody who knows you agrees it's a curse
Have some whiskey, don't touch me, go wash yourself first
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Happy birthday, you ungrateful sod
Your existence disproves any concept of god
Your complexion is heinous, your character flawed
Happy birthday, you ungrateful sod
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Everybody who knows you agrees it's a curse
Have some whiskey, don't touch me, go wash yourself first
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Happy birthday and also fuck you
I've seen better men swinging from vines at the zoo
Put some air in your cheeks and you'll look like one, too
Happy birthday and also fuck you
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Everybody who knows you agrees it's a curse
Have some whiskey, don't touch me, go wash yourself first
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Happy birth-
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Everybody who knows you agrees it's a curse
Have some whiskey, don't touch me, go wash yourself first
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Happy birthday, you're hard on the eyes
You're quite likely the reason that all babies cry
Women cover their faces as you waddle by
Happy birthday, you're hard on the eyes
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Everybody who knows you agrees it's a curse
Have some whiskey, don't touch me, go wash yourself first
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Happy birthday, you make us all sick
I'd pay money to see you get beat with a stick
Everybody here's itching to give you a lick
Happy birthday, you make us all sick
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst
Everybody who knows you agrees it's a curse
Have some whiskey, don't touch me, go wash yourself first
Happy birthday, you're simply the worst

Written by:
Adam Moreaux

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