No matter what happens for the rest of this year
We'll celebrate your birthday April 25
Your present's in the mail
Don't think it'll get here in time for me to hide it where you couldn't see
I don't feel much like drinking but if you want to i'll go out
Order snacks and have a sandwich while you finish your beer
It's enough to be around you after this fuxked-up kind of year
And celebrate your birthday April 25
The wishing well froze over, all that's left there was the couch
Which sort of needs replacing since the cats all clawed it out
By now it should be different, the night bull should be almost here
But maybe he's decided to skip us this year
It's not how i would've wrote it
Nothing happens, nobody goes
No one's starving in the alley or hanging on the giant's toes
No matter if we have to wait a hundred years we'll celebrate your birthday