Happy birthday, April baby
You are no longer a baby
But you used to be a baby
And before that, you were goo
Until one day, in July
When a lady and a guy
Had a need to satisfy
Fireworks were in the sky
But that's just the USA
Perhaps in France, in Juillet
Your parents' clothes were libérée
And they were storming the Bastille
Regardless of your nation
It was summer fornication
Though it's winter in Australia
If you think that place is real
One day, in July
When a lady and a guy
Had a need to satisfy
And a heat between the thighs
Revolution on their minds
Reproducing in the night
Fireworks were in the sky
And then, by dawn's early light
Declaring nonexistence's independence from you
Happy birthday, April baby
I will not forget your day, B
'Cause I do associate it with a need to file my tax
And just like a W
That is followed by a 2
We will always think of you
When this time of year is back
And the rain that's falling down
And the flowers all around
And the pollen on the ground
And the birds all making sound
And the USIRS
Taking so much of my check
I did not mean to digress
From your parents having sex
It seems like everybody is getting fucked except you
(You, you, you!)
April baby, April baby
April baby, April baby
Happy birthday April fool!
(Fool, fool, fool!)
Holy shit!
