H.B.D.M.F.

This is your time This is your day You've waited and wondered You've pondered and planned Where will you stay? What would they say? How will you get there? Where will you go? What will they give you? How many friends will show? (Happy birthday everyone) So Happy birthday, here's to ya Happy birthday everyone Buy 'em a beer, give 'em a cheer Some love and affection A gift card, a cake and a hug What self-respecting adult Makes a big deal of their birthday? (Me) It's time to simmer down and stop acting like you're ten (excuse me?) But we know you're a really big deal so let's get it out of the way For you and nearly two million other important people born today Happy birthday, here's to ya We know all about it 'cause you told everyone (everyone) It's attention that you seek It's a birthday, not a week You're a wicked, sick, sad, selfish son of a gun Throw yourself a big old party (yeah) Rent yourself a big old hall Send out invitations to your shitty birthday ball Stop posting pictures and videos You think you're so cinematic (I am) Blow out those freaking candles and get over it Don't be so dramatic Happy birthday, here's to ya Happy birthday everyone No more beers, no more cheers No more love and affection No gift cards, no cakes and no hugs Happy birthday, here's to ya We know all about it 'cause you told everyone (everyone) It's attention that you seek It's a birthday, not a week You're a wicked, sick, sad, selfish son of a gun You're a wicked, sick, sad, selfish son of a gun "Guys, get together for a picture" "Come on, everybody" "We need a picture, come on" "God, will this broad get over it?" "Why is nobody listening to me? Get together for a picture" "Jesus Christ, I've had it up to here" "Here, you hold the camera" "Midnight" "Wrap it up please" "Smile!" "It's not your day anymore" "Okay"