Last Birtday

Last BirthdayOn his seventh birthdayA bunch of school friends entered his homeMummy still laughed as they started to celebrateAnd then she left'em aloneIn the middle of the mountain of presents they gave to himStood a nice fancy cakeWith sweet sugar towers and fancy coloured flowersTheir eyes reveal expectationAnd he did the first cut, he never thought about bloodThere was an innocent smile in his faceHave his eyes told him lies, his face turned to white'Bout little Sparky's head in the cakeC'mon cut the cake - Greetings to yourBirthday - birthday it's your lastYour dead dog's eyes watchin' youBirthday - birthday it's your lastC'mon cut the cake - Greetings to yourBirthday - birthday it's your lastYour dead dog's eyes watchin' youBirthday - birthday it's your lastBirthday - birthday it's your lastBirthday - birthday it's your lastThe years went by and he grew to a manAnd everything seemed to be alrightBut the nightmares torture him every night'Cause Sparky's head pushed so hard in his brainHe couldn't control his pain any longerSo he baked himself a big cakeWith poisoned content, no will to live any longer'Cause he's dead since his seventh birthdayC'mon cut the cake - Greetings to yourBirthday - birthday it's your lastYour dead dog's eyes watchin' youBirthday - birthday it's your lastC'mon cut the cake - Greetings to yourBirthday - birthday it's your lastYour dead dog's eyes watchin' youBirthday - birthday it's your lastBirthday - birthday it's your lastBirthday - birthday it's your last