Dropkick Murphys - H.B.D.M.F. lyrics
[Dropkick Murphys - H.B.D.M.F. lyrics]
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?
(It better be everybody) 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 (Boo) we need a picture
(God, will this broad get over it?) come on
Why is nobody listening to me?
(Jesus Christ, I've had it up to here)
Get together for a picture
Here, you hold the camera midnight
Wrap it up please, smile
It's not your day anymore okay