| Song | It's Not My Birthday |
| Artist | They Might Be Giants |
| Album | Then: The Earlier Years |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Vocal:John Linnell | |
| Well the rain falls down without my help I'm afraid | |
| And my lawn gets wet though I've withheld my consent | |
| When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
| I'll be hanging from the hope | |
| That I'll never see that recipe again | |
| As I walk, I think about a new way to walk | |
| As I think, I'm using up the time left to think | |
| And this train keep rolling off the track | |
| Trying to act like something else | |
| Trying to go where it's been uninvited | |
| It's not my birthday | |
| It's not today | |
| It's not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
| When the word comes down, 'Never more will be around' | |
| Though I'll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
| And I'm not the only dust my mother raised | |
| So, I'm rattling the bars around this drink tank | |
| Discreetly I should pour through the keyhole or evaporate completely | |
| But there'd be no percentage, and there'd be no proof | |
| And the sound upon the roof is only water | |
| And the rain falls down without my help I'm afraid | |
| And my lawn gets wet though I've withheld my consent | |
| When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
| I'll be hanging from the hope | |
| That I'll never see that recipe again | |
| It's not my birthday | |
| It's not today | |
| It's not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
| When the word comes down, 'Never more will be around' | |
| Though I'll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
| And I'm not the only dust my mother raised | |
| I am not the only dust my mother raised |
| Vocal: John Linnell | |
| Well the rain falls down without my help I' m afraid | |
| And my lawn gets wet though I' ve withheld my consent | |
| When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
| I' ll be hanging from the hope | |
| That I' ll never see that recipe again | |
| As I walk, I think about a new way to walk | |
| As I think, I' m using up the time left to think | |
| And this train keep rolling off the track | |
| Trying to act like something else | |
| Trying to go where it' s been uninvited | |
| It' s not my birthday | |
| It' s not today | |
| It' s not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
| When the word comes down, ' Never more will be around' | |
| Though I' ll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
| And I' m not the only dust my mother raised | |
| So, I' m rattling the bars around this drink tank | |
| Discreetly I should pour through the keyhole or evaporate completely | |
| But there' d be no percentage, and there' d be no proof | |
| And the sound upon the roof is only water | |
| And the rain falls down without my help I' m afraid | |
| And my lawn gets wet though I' ve withheld my consent | |
| When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
| I' ll be hanging from the hope | |
| That I' ll never see that recipe again | |
| It' s not my birthday | |
| It' s not today | |
| It' s not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
| When the word comes down, ' Never more will be around' | |
| Though I' ll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
| And I' m not the only dust my mother raised | |
| I am not the only dust my mother raised |
| Vocal: John Linnell | |
| Well the rain falls down without my help I' m afraid | |
| And my lawn gets wet though I' ve withheld my consent | |
| When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
| I' ll be hanging from the hope | |
| That I' ll never see that recipe again | |
| As I walk, I think about a new way to walk | |
| As I think, I' m using up the time left to think | |
| And this train keep rolling off the track | |
| Trying to act like something else | |
| Trying to go where it' s been uninvited | |
| It' s not my birthday | |
| It' s not today | |
| It' s not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
| When the word comes down, ' Never more will be around' | |
| Though I' ll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
| And I' m not the only dust my mother raised | |
| So, I' m rattling the bars around this drink tank | |
| Discreetly I should pour through the keyhole or evaporate completely | |
| But there' d be no percentage, and there' d be no proof | |
| And the sound upon the roof is only water | |
| And the rain falls down without my help I' m afraid | |
| And my lawn gets wet though I' ve withheld my consent | |
| When this grey world crumbles like a cake | |
| I' ll be hanging from the hope | |
| That I' ll never see that recipe again | |
| It' s not my birthday | |
| It' s not today | |
| It' s not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me? | |
| When the word comes down, ' Never more will be around' | |
| Though I' ll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear | |
| And I' m not the only dust my mother raised | |
| I am not the only dust my mother raised |