Birthday from Vestigial Limbo by Bill Robison
Tracklist
6. | Birthday | 4:39 |
Lyrics
She speaks French with a Southern accent
Likes to read about the late Revolution
Thinks Marie Antoinette just a naïve coquette
Not a fair target for state execution
Never drinks wine from a cardboard box
No Velveeta when she can have brie
Ponders Mirabeau while making gumbo
Sipping on a cup of exotic tea
She’s so excitable every day’s a holiday
Halloween Christmas Easter First of May
Grab a ribbon dance in a circle all day
When October dawns you can hear her say
It’s my birthday let the good times roll
Burn those candles and fill my bowl
Throw away the hazmat give me a party hat
Sing that song satisfy my soul
Shine a little light in every corner
Smell the roses and seize the day
Be a celebrator not a mourner
Never let the bastards stand in your way
She keeps a Corgi she calls Louis
Likes to reflect on the hall at Versailles
Hanging with the Sun King might be a fun thing
Drinking champagne with a venison pie
She paints pictures of tiny tigers
Murals on houses and a New Orleans mall
Cartoons local plants princess in harem pants
Art lovers dig it whether large or small
She’s so excitable every day’s a holiday
Independence Thanksgiving Valentine’s Day
Grab a ribbon dance in a circle all day
When October dawns you can hear her say
It’s my birthday let the good times roll
Burn those candles and fill my bowl
Throw away the hazmat give me a party hat
Sing that song satisfy my soul
Shine a little light in every corner
Smell the roses and seize the day
Be a celebrator not a mourner
Never let the bastards stand in your way
Listen closely and she will tell you
How to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat
Stay on the right path always do the math
Put out the fire that’s closest to your feet
If old nemeses raise their heads
She knows the magic to confront this conundrum
Light a torch ring a bell send ‘em all straight to hell
Sing Illegitimi Non-Carborundum
She’s so excitable every day’s a holiday
St. Patrick Juneteenth Laborers’ Day
Grab a ribbon dance in a circle all day
When October dawns you can hear her say
It’s my birthday let the good times roll
Burn those candles and fill my bowl
Throw away the hazmat give me a party hat
Sing that song satisfy my soul
Shine a little light in every corner
Smell the roses and seize the day
Be a celebrator not a mourner
Never let the bastards stand in your way
Credits
Bill Robison - songwriter, guitars, bass, vocals
Tucker Robison - producer, drums