Текст песни The Happy Birthday Song

When I wake up In the morning Pour the coffee And I read the paper And I slowly And so softly I do the dishes I feed the fishes Sing a birthday Sing it like it's going to be your last day Like it's hallelujah Don't let it just pass on through ya It's a giant and long cliché And that's why I want you to sing it anyway Sing me happy birthday 'Cause, hell, what's it all about? Sing me happy birthday Happy birthday It's gonna be your last day Gonna be your last day Sing me happy birthday Happy birthday Like it's going to be Going to be your last day