Tom: Em
Em
Happy Birthday. Happy Birthday
Am B7
What a rhapsody of fear
Am Em
Let's strum the harp of pointlessness
C B7 Em
You survived another year
Em
Each little candle a tiny death knell
Am
A snickering footman, a tolling bell;
B7
One for deception, and one for a crime
* * * *
And one for a dream extinguished by time
Em
Our lives are brief shuffles down the gangplank of pain
Am
'till we're just an old sponge cake left out in the rain
B7
Stumbling to oblivion from embryo to ghost;
* * * *
So let's charge our dirty glasses and raise a futile toast:
Em Am B7 Em
"To you, and your meaningless milestone of decay"
Em
Happy Birthday. Happy Birthday
Am B7
... like anybody cares
Am Em
It's a lie, it's a lie, it's a lie, it's a lie!
B7 Em
It's a cake in the shape of a lie
Am
Why use that knife to cut the cake?
Em
Why here's the reaper scythe
B7
Happy Birthday, Cheeky Chops
B7 Em
It's not ev-ery day you're five
