Today is my birthday

I stay outside the hall

Inside sit the butterflies

For the butterfly ball



All the boys are graded now

They come in their white socks, flat tops

And somehow they find a placr

All the boys are winning now

They play all the tricks with smiles

And a sorry past

For poor caw



Their own room

And winter tales

Never touched these girls before

They hear the car stereo

And know what life is for



All the boys are weary now

listening to the family sing song

Family say so



Must carve, must carve poor cow

Slice her, slice her up, poor cow

Slice her, slice her up, poor cow

Slice her, slice her up, poor cow



Today is my birthday

I stay outside the hall

Inside sit the butterflies

For the butterfly ball