Mark R Slaughter - It's My Birthday lyrics

sh**! Another year – a terse reminder. sh**! Another tear; I need a blinder – Blur the brain of time And unrelenting age. O! to be a hero: honed, a sage of life; Not an ever-ancient me, Ticking over on a mug of pills, Holidaying at the ward (Drowning in a sea of stagnant piss) . So rest a**ured, unless I'm cured of Groaning limbs, a crumbling back and Fading mind, Whims of being young again are cra**, And show me blind. So sod off! and leave me here alone To face another birthday. sh**! sh**!