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Another year's gone by, and now another one begins
Each day getting closer to the end
It's my birthday and I need to find something to do
I'm tired of this fatigue, need to jump-start my brain
Well, maybe I'll try crack-cocaine
It's my birthday and I wanna try something new
God knows how I got this far; but does he know how I'll go on?
Swig the Jack, light up the bong
It's my birthday and I'm feeling (al)mighty blue
I know that I'll get by, I know I always do
It just gets harder, that seems to be the rule
It's my birthday, what am I gonna do?
It's my birthday, fuck yeah!
FUCK YEAH!
CHORUS:
The stars keep blinking and the sky is falling down
And I know there's an answer, just one that can't be be found
So I'll spend my life searching, just taking air and space
When I get to the end, I'll see I lost this race
Then I'll die as I lived, all alone, what a fucking waste
I'm going down that downward spiral, 'cuz I'm looking for a thrill
With whatever time I've got left to kill
It's my birthday and I'm feeling sad, boo-fucking-hoo
My head keeps spinning, yeah, and I don't know what to do
Well, maybe I'll just sniff some glue
It's my birthday and I wanna try something new
Each time another comes, life's closer to being done
No more excitement, no more fun
It's my birthday and I'm feeling mighty blue
I know that I'll get by, I mean shit, I always do
It just gets harder, that seems to be the rule
It's my birthday, what am I gonna do?
It's my birthday, fuck yeah!
FUCK YEAH!
REPEAT CHORUS
It's my birthday, fuck yeah!
FUCK YEAH!
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Well, I know that that's a dude in drag
But he's still prettier than any girl I've had
His legs are smooth, he's made up so good
And if I could, then Hell yeah, I would
But then my thoughts conflict, but not for long
I wanna get in closer, wanna get it on
So I work up the nerve, walk up, say "Hi"
I can't believe that she's a guy
A poisoned apple, or my sweet cherry pie?
Oh, boy...
He's the prettiest thing I've seen
He's prettier than girls in magazines
He's even prettier than your Mom
Oh Hell yeah, he's da bomb
We laugh laughs and drink more drinks
And I dig her tastes and the way she thinks
Then I think to myself, "Boy, this could be the one
I feel like I've won, shucks yeah!"
Grab her hips, then pull her in tight
Now we're kissing with passion, and it sure feels right
My hands crawl up her skirt, what's that?
There's something there, handle with care
Proceed with caution, or do I even dare?
Oh, boy...
Well now, I don't know, what do I do?
Do I seal the deal, what would Jesus do?
Well, it might feel icky, but it might feel good
I might regret it if I didn't, yeah, I probably would
So I'll give it a go, I mean what do I care?
It's not like we're defined by what's down there
And he's my groovy girl and I'm her lucky dude
And if that causes you a panic, well then you can lick my shoes
We are happy, we're in love having fun
We are harmless, we're not hurting anyone
We all must live together, but acceptance has its foes
There are bigots, there are racists, and homophobic buttholes
There is war, there is hunger, there are guns everywhere
But the "Queer Agenda" gives you a bigger scare
There's so much horror you block from your sight
But when it comes to gay equal rights
Well, there's an issue that you're prepared to fight?
Oh, boy...
© & ℗ 2019 BMI
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Don't You Worry 'bout Me
01:49
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Don't you worry 'bout me
Don't you worry 'bout me
I'll be alright
So don't you worry 'bout me
No, I won't shit where I eat
I won't staple my feet to the ground
I won't make a sound
When I cry my lonely tears
So, don't you worry 'bout me
No, don't you worry 'bout me
I'll be just fine and groovy
So don't you worry 'bout me
I won't wake up 'till well after noon
And I'll just get up to take a nap pretty soon
So, don't you worry 'bout me
Don't you worry 'bout me
No, don't you worry 'bout me
No, don't you worry 'bout me
No, don't you worry 'bout me
Yeah
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It's My Birthday!
02:23
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Christo Renel Sayreville, New Jersey
Christo Renel was found under a rock in the winter of '73. He was placed on a mantel, and displayed as a curious oddity. Slowly he mutated into the form you see today. In the '90s he recorded hundreds of songs on a Tascam Porta 07. After a decades long hiatus, he is back to writing music for your listening displeasure. His first solo album 'Christo Renel Plays in Traffic' will be released in 2020. ... more
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