My rose tinted glasses are incredible Blinding me to the inevitable Coloring my judgment like a jumbo pack of pens Like the ones you buy for birthday'
on the 13th of September I swear I'll remember even if it doesn't make any sense March 30th we'll be desperate A happy birthday to me What a spineless
cracked its ribs in the kitchen, dressed it in drag and pissed on every inch. we march like insects built of wood and wires blowing out cities like birthday
Wagon is a-comin' down the street, I wish, I wish I knew what it could be! First Voice: I got a box of maple sugar on my birthday. Second Voice: In March
morning He brings the papers to my bed Opens the curtains to my bedroom And chases bad dreams from my head And as we celebrate your birthday The one
tears are gonna come We are consumed by corruption Old before our time Hurt by others' hunger Scarred by love as greed (how I need) How cruel the birthday
allendar Now just to see when yo' birthday was gon' be Lord, I just looked on the 'allendar Just to see when yo' birthday's gon' be Now said, I believe
yeah, ah can feel mah youth slip outa me. call it, call it Vixo. call it Vee. ah all it, an it comes to me. call it Vixo. call it me march headlong
mirrored reflection of you" And New York in October Was never so sober As the beating on the windows in March Trying so hard in vain To stay out of
50 Cent intro in background *) Go shawty, it's yo' birthday We gon party like it's yo' birthday We gon sip Bacardi like it's yo' birthday And you
[by 50 Cent] Go shorty, it's Beyonce, We gon' party like, it's ya birthday, We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday So put ya drink up in the air if
And the Army marching in As they clubbed old women Did you see the general grin Watch the stones fly And the snipers taking aim On Shatila's birthday
birthday suit, so slip into that birthday suit. Happy birthday, it looks good on you... (It's your birthday, shawty it's your birthday) I got you in my bed with your birthday
while they momma clean up the kitchen The same cotton in white tees that's the cotton they was pickin If dr. king marched today would bill gates march
You've gotta a lotta lotta nerve Coming here when I'm still with him And I can't have you, it isn't fair Born March of '86, my birthday's coming And if
march them down the hall where they can play at guns and we don't have to look at all another sailor sleeping well today another mother misses her lonely son's birthday
me around now. Capricorn birthday.... Though I know you've never seen my face, I'll take my place. 90 days and no more tears to taste or time to waste. Marching
Go shorty, it's Beyonce, We gon' party like, it's ya birthday, We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday So put ya drink up in the air if you feel