Another year's gone by.
We’re older than we used to be;
The thought could make me cry.
When there’s hurting in your back,
And it’s agony if you have to run,
And a pleasure to lie in the sack.
But to not get old is worse.
So "Happy Birthday!" let’s shout once more,
And to heck with our ride in the hearse!
Happy 31st Birthday!