Happy birthday

My olde friend

Voltaire

Happy birthday my olde friend

It seems this horror show will never end

Any moment's your last breath

Here is to another day closer to death

The cake is on the table

And it is awfully bright

'Cause there's so many candles on top

But you are so decrepit

Your chest so tight

When you blow them out your lungs are gonna pop

Popping sound

You cannot complain

Each time you feel a pain

Though you have arthritis and gout

'Cause when you start kvetching

All your teeth fall out

So have another cigarette

Have another beer

Raise your glass to one more year

Gone

Your skin is so worn out and old

All over your body it's sagging

Especially loose is your old caboose

You're dragging it behind you in a wagon

Well

You're an alcoholic

And you're blind and deaf

And you have alzheimer's I bet

You're too old to remember

But you're too drunk to forget

So have another cigarette

Have another beer

Raise your glass to one more year

Gone

You're so old you smell like dust

And now your bones begin to rust

See that face

It's full of wrinkles

So have another cigarette

Have another beer

Raise that chair to one more year

Raise

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