It was the 29th of March

and our fever made it hard

To stay and stall to keep in shape

While magazines were trying hard to find next year's face



She is the sad one I'm a clown

Charlie Chaplin, Eva Braun

She learned to smile, I bought her friends

It was the beginning of the end



Ref.

It's cheap thrills and high scores

Its surgery and highjack bombs are fake

It's a timekill to die for

Its bedtime for jokes

We're dead serious this year



And here comes April all in blue

And good she dresses torned and too

They killed our heroes one by one

Poisoned by the TV chefs and reruns



Ref.

It's cheap thrills and high scores

Its surgery and highjack bombs are fake

It's a timekill to die for

Its bedtime for jokes

We're dead serious, my dear

Ref.