Happy, happy birthday
It's a good day for growing up
Up and out of baby clothes
And the boy
Virgin skirt to the cleaners
A couple effort stains too late
The London boys would party and crash and never wait
Rock star didn't remember
Angels never win anymore
Rock star's living in Vegas
And doesn't know what all the effort was for
The party shouldn't stop just because
I feel small on a big day
Get up get up get up everybody
Make me lose my memory
Happy, happy birthday
Waiting for red hell on the curb
There's nothing like a tragedy
To spread out the hurt
Standing tall for the bigwig
Like getting up should make it hard
Whatever, he can visit the mansion
And dirty the art
Rock star didn't remember
Angels never win anymore
Rock star's living in Vegas
And doesn't know what all the effort was for
The party shouldn't stop just because
I feel small on a big day
Get up get up get up everybody
Make me lose my memory
And it goes on and on
