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