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 timek** 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 k**ed 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 timek** to die for Its bedtime for jokes We're dead serious, my dear Ref.