It’s a real BISH birthday

Wrapped boxes pile to the sky

A glitter skull, a haunted doll

Dine-dine! Not my style at all

A potion that whispers in the dark

Dine-dine! Not hitting the mark

Ma… ma… maaa… stirring the cake

Candles flicker, shadows quake

It’s a real BISH birthday

Ma… ma… ma… maaa

Dine-dine! A spinning broomstick hat

Dine-dine! A singing cat

All these gifts, a carnival freak

But what I want is your crazy streak

A clock that runs backward, dripping red

A book that moans when it’s read

Dine-dine! A mirror with two faces

Dine-dine! A necklace that races

Ma… ma… maaa… laughter in the room

Buni… ann… bun-bun… spells of gloom

Uhi… uhi… magical stew

Dine-dine! I only want you

Dine-dine! With glitter in your hair

Wearing that wild stare

It’s a real BISH birthday

Ma… ma… ma… maaa

Dine-dine! All these crazy toys

But I want you, my chaotic joy

Peary Reiss map in my hand, tracing lost lands

Damascus steel knife, cutting through time’s strands

Crystal skull bone glowing in the candlelight

Dead Sea scrolls whisper secrets of the night

Uhi… uhi… magical stew

Dine-dine! I only want you

Dine-dine! With glitter in your hair

Ma… ma… maaa… shadows dance, chaos fly

!Neon sparks, magic in my eye

gifts may crumble, toys may annoy

But what I want, what I crave, is your crazy heart

It’s a real BISH birthday

I’m delirious… it’s my birthday, so play with me…

and you want to serve the feast, don’t you?”