Hibou, Anemone and Bear

[Instrumental Intro 0:00 - 2:50] [Verse 1] In the spring, I think of sex and means to ends Summertime, I like to sit upon the grass Autumn nights, I go to parties with my friends Wintertime is when I think about the past [Verse 2] But, of course, I do all those things all the year 'round I mean, all the good things are there to be found It's all here, pick a bag and get to work If you don't, you know you’re bound to go berserk Or indeed be bored to death, which is worse [Outro] If something's not worth saying, not worth saying Not worth saying, say it