Текст: The Residents. Birthday Boy.

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear birthday boy,
Happy birthday to you...

Bulging eyes abound about
The birthday boy today;
Screaming, "Creaming eyes!"
Screamed he,
His mother looked away.
"Creaming eyes explode upon
An apple pirate toad
And if an injun ate a plate
I'd laugh and live abode."

Nervousness itself was shifting
Guests against the door,
"Forgive us dear, but, uh, baking beer
Is what we should be near."
"Bye," the bothered birthday boy said,
"Bye," the bothered birthday boy said,
"Bye or sell or bye,
Bye or sell or bye."

"Happy, happy birthday to me,
Happy birthday to me,
Happy birthday to me, hee hee..."