Lyrics:

Summoned through a keyhole In a lunchbox for three Take me to your followers And the swingset police You can't see the weather You've got to pull the blinds Tellin' you questions Askin' me lies Well the rich are gettin' richer And the poor are gettin' drunk In a black and white picture There's a lot of grey bunk Man, you're hittin' them books And hittin' their streets Won't be hard to find Tellin' you questions Askin' me lies Happy birthday Whosever birthday it is today Born yesterday It's a wonder you're still alive And they're tellin' you questions And they're askin' me lies Little Boy Zoo An' the rock with his helpful friends Butterfly train Never ends, never ends At a Mexican Bar Mitzvah For seven hundred years The selfish pray You're gonna drive right bylive live Tellin' me lies And they're askin' me lies Tellin' you questions Askin' me lies Happy birthday Whosever birthday it is today All the sex spit in it gone down on this fight Tellin' you questions Askin' me lies They're telling you questions And they're asking me lies Telling you questions And they're asking me lies Askin' me lies Lies Lies...