Song | It's Not My Birthday |
Artist | They Might Be Giants |
Album | Then: The Earlier Years |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Vocal:John Linnell | |
Well the rain falls down without my help I'm afraid | |
And my lawn gets wet though I've withheld my consent | |
When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
I'll be hanging from the hope | |
That I'll never see that recipe again | |
As I walk, I think about a new way to walk | |
As I think, I'm using up the time left to think | |
And this train keep rolling off the track | |
Trying to act like something else | |
Trying to go where it's been uninvited | |
It's not my birthday | |
It's not today | |
It's not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
When the word comes down, 'Never more will be around' | |
Though I'll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
And I'm not the only dust my mother raised | |
So, I'm rattling the bars around this drink tank | |
Discreetly I should pour through the keyhole or evaporate completely | |
But there'd be no percentage, and there'd be no proof | |
And the sound upon the roof is only water | |
And the rain falls down without my help I'm afraid | |
And my lawn gets wet though I've withheld my consent | |
When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
I'll be hanging from the hope | |
That I'll never see that recipe again | |
It's not my birthday | |
It's not today | |
It's not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
When the word comes down, 'Never more will be around' | |
Though I'll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
And I'm not the only dust my mother raised | |
I am not the only dust my mother raised |
Vocal: John Linnell | |
Well the rain falls down without my help I' m afraid | |
And my lawn gets wet though I' ve withheld my consent | |
When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
I' ll be hanging from the hope | |
That I' ll never see that recipe again | |
As I walk, I think about a new way to walk | |
As I think, I' m using up the time left to think | |
And this train keep rolling off the track | |
Trying to act like something else | |
Trying to go where it' s been uninvited | |
It' s not my birthday | |
It' s not today | |
It' s not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
When the word comes down, ' Never more will be around' | |
Though I' ll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
And I' m not the only dust my mother raised | |
So, I' m rattling the bars around this drink tank | |
Discreetly I should pour through the keyhole or evaporate completely | |
But there' d be no percentage, and there' d be no proof | |
And the sound upon the roof is only water | |
And the rain falls down without my help I' m afraid | |
And my lawn gets wet though I' ve withheld my consent | |
When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
I' ll be hanging from the hope | |
That I' ll never see that recipe again | |
It' s not my birthday | |
It' s not today | |
It' s not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
When the word comes down, ' Never more will be around' | |
Though I' ll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
And I' m not the only dust my mother raised | |
I am not the only dust my mother raised |
Vocal: John Linnell | |
Well the rain falls down without my help I' m afraid | |
And my lawn gets wet though I' ve withheld my consent | |
When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
I' ll be hanging from the hope | |
That I' ll never see that recipe again | |
As I walk, I think about a new way to walk | |
As I think, I' m using up the time left to think | |
And this train keep rolling off the track | |
Trying to act like something else | |
Trying to go where it' s been uninvited | |
It' s not my birthday | |
It' s not today | |
It' s not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
When the word comes down, ' Never more will be around' | |
Though I' ll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
And I' m not the only dust my mother raised | |
So, I' m rattling the bars around this drink tank | |
Discreetly I should pour through the keyhole or evaporate completely | |
But there' d be no percentage, and there' d be no proof | |
And the sound upon the roof is only water | |
And the rain falls down without my help I' m afraid | |
And my lawn gets wet though I' ve withheld my consent | |
When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
I' ll be hanging from the hope | |
That I' ll never see that recipe again | |
It' s not my birthday | |
It' s not today | |
It' s not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
When the word comes down, ' Never more will be around' | |
Though I' ll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
And I' m not the only dust my mother raised | |
I am not the only dust my mother raised |