The birthday candles now we'll light, One for every year. Then you make a wish and blow them out, Our birthday girl (boy) so dear.
Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday! May the skies be blue, May the sunshine follow you The whole year through.
Traduzione: Bambini Lyrics. Birthday Song.
Traduzione: Bambini Lyrics. Compleanno Song (versione 2).
The birthday we all celebrate Is still our favorite holiday Chorus: Oh, Thistlehair the Christmas bear Spreadin' the good news everywhere. About Christmas time and what it means To all the children
car Singing songs of scabs and scars The dark recession in the street Is all that's left of me When I'm driving in my car Singing songs of blackened
[41 second instrumental to open the song] [KRS scratched: "Take a minute now to hear me"] [Motion Man] Wisdom Born is my physical degree, in the month
lost you in the worst way now that's some shit them niggaz killed you on my birthday open presents nah said my nigga tai dead celebrating birthdays with
Fuck you! You're fired, and pregnant 'Cause I control this twisted carnival, hit the exits I spent your rent on killin' children, chasin' red cents Tasted birthday
sing yr children yr children song sing yr love child love is on see thru child eyes eyes are old and old is magic growing see the child lights
Sing your children Your children song Sing your child love Love is on See thru child eyes Eyes are old And old is magic growing See the child lights
Your two hundred birthdays make you old if not senile And we see the symptoms there in your rigor mortise smile With your old folks eating dog food and your children
for The birthday we all celebrate Is still our favorite holiday Oh, Thistlehair the Christmas bear Spreadin' the good news everywhere About Christmas time and what it means To all the children
what else to do, cross my fingers, teach the children read your fortunes, storm the studios, come on all ye faithful pilgrims no more same old song
you I lost you in the worst way Now that's some shit them niggaz killed you on my birthday Open presents nah said my nigga Tai dead Celebrating birthdays
[Tina] ('Tis the season, yeah) To see the children laughin' Everybody should be dancin' Come on and clap your hands 'cuz [Erica] ('Tis the season, yeah
birthday we all celebrate Is still our favorite holiday Chorus: Oh, Thistlehair the Christmas bear Spreadin' the good news everywhere. About Christmas time and what it means To all the children
you! You're fired, and pregnant 'Cause I control this twisted carnival, hit the exits I spent your rent on killin' children, chasin' red cents Tasted birthday
