Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
actually three of the four fitty-cent-shot-nine-times "praises" came from blue-collar heavily accented Mass-trash Stoughton kids who worship Pearl Jam. they think indies are those brown guys who work at the Christy's.