Woorden: They Might Be Giants. It's Not My Birthday.

Well the rain falls down without my help I'm afraid
And my lawn gets wet though I've withheld my consent
When this gray 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 gray 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