Because Birthday! Pen-blwydd Hapus! All that!

Holy shit, mainly I'm just jazzed cos I'm going to have indian food for supper.

Right now, though, it's time to sing along with Gena Krokodil.

Let the pedestrians walk clumsily through the puddles, and let the water run over the asphalt in a river.
It's unclear to the passersby, on this rainy day, why I'm so happy.

But I'm playing the accordion for all the passersby to see.
Unfortunately, Birthdays only come once a year.

I wish that a wizard would fly in, in a light blue helicopter, and show a movie for free.
He would wish me a happy birthday and probably, leave a present of 500 ice cream sandwiches.

But I'm playing the accordion for all the passersby to see.
Unfortunately, Birthdays only come once a year.

Oh, Soviet-era children's entertainment.

Unfortunately, birthdays only come once a year~

/plays accordion