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