I'm a robot
With the motorcycle gas tank
For a head
I'm the jelly that the cat licked from the bowl before the rest
I spread butter with the fish knife
And other weird things, too
I see people come in twos
Just like breasts do
I'm the motherfucking Birthday Boy
Don't steal my thunder, Baby Jesus
We used to race shopping trolleys
Around the supermarket
And I pay a pound
As a deposit
I'm the motherfucking Birthday Boy
Don't steal my thunder, Baby Jesus
