The Happy Birthday Song

When I wake up In the morning, Pour the coffee, And I read the paper, And I slowly, And so softly, I do the dishes I feed the fishes Sing a birthday Sing it like it's going to be your last day Like it's hallelujah, Don't let it just pass on through ya It's a giant and long cliche, And that's why I want you to sing it anyway Sing me happy birthday 'Cause hell, what's it all about? Sing me happy birthday, Happy birthday It's gonna be your last day, Gonna be your last day Sing me happy birthday, Happy birthday, Like it's going to be, Going to be your last day --- The Happy Birthday Song - Andrew Bird