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