Birthday, Jimmy it’s your Birthday
You’re watching the years slip away
Until the day that you pass away
Oh Birthday, Jimmy it’s your birthday
Your number of tired jokes are few
We’re gonna dig a grave to hold you
How will you die?
Will you die an old man in your bed?
Will the people cry, to learn you’re dead?
Will your heart explode in your chest?
Will you mourn the sins left unconfessed?
Will it be a car crash?
Twisted metal wreck?
Will you fall down the stairs and break your neck?
or…choke on a bone?
Drown in the mud?
Jimmy, how will it end?
Old man Jimmy, is soon to die
Ashes float up to the sky
Old man Jimmy, is soon to die
Maggots crawling outta your eyes
(Brandon & Jimmy convo)
Birthday, Jimmy it’s your birthday
Grasping for all your yesterdays
As you slowly waste away
How will you die?
Probably forgotten alone, crying out in vain… for anyone
Will you die in flames of anti freeze?
From starvation, suicide, disease?
Will they slit your throat?
Shoot you dead?
Will your brain corrode inside your head?
Or, on the commode?
Will the world explode?
Jimmy where does it end?
Old man Jimmy, is soon to die
Ashes float up to the sky
Old man Jimmy, is soon to die
Maggots crawl outta your eyes
Old Man Jimmy is soon to die
Time to go kiss your wife and kids goodbye
Old Man Jimmy is soon to die
and then his body will be covered in flies
Die! Die! Die!
Come On’, Die! Die! Die!
Old Man to Jimmy is gonna die (Old Man Jimmy is gonna die)
Oh Jimmy Kimmel, It’s your time, to Die!
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