The Government may lie but we're bored of stories like this.
and though Iraq's a mess we need more news about rubbish.
the timings sure gonna blow it, (maybe).
just maybe, maybe we know it...
it's cost that Silly Season,
Whoa, that Silly Season,
it's cost that Silly Season,
summer's gone...gone...gone...wooooooh.

Now there's no pictures took at this time of Crop Circles too.
Cause now we're losing those power lines in the capital.
on lack of news we're relying, (maybe).
just maybe, those slow news days are dying.

we lost that Silly Season,
Whoa, that Silly Season,
we've lost that Silly Season,
Now it's gone...gone...gone...woooooah

maybe, maybe, I know now not to read the news
they need more alien stories like they used to do, yeah.
They had made up...made up...made up most of those tales you say
So go...go...go...go print them anyway

maybe (maybe), maybe (maybe),
I beg of you please...please,
rubbish is good (rubbish is good), rubbish is good (rubbish is good),
So print some and fast (So print some and fast),
print some and fast (So print some and fast).

Bring back that Silly Season,
Whoa, that Silly Season
Bring back that Silly Season,
'Cause it's gone...gone...gone,
and I can't read on,
noooo...

Bring back that Silly Season,
Whoa, that Silly Season
Bring back that Silly Season,
in The Sun...Sun...