The season of the bitch

Gives you no latitude

Gives you no warning

You know it is time to stop

Watching soaps on the tube

Time to stop moaning

Take a look

Take it before it is too late

There is no warning

Troubles are piling high

Action long overdue

Will you stop hiding

All around sister bitch

One never knows

Never sees it coming

Your ice cream is melting on the ground

Due to your own behavior

You are shaking

Voices of your friends not sounding true

Life is out of tune

Your brain is concrete mixed with glue

You feel like crying

But you are tired and now you understand

he seasons starts

Your stocks are falling

So you turn around and simply go to sleep

You know it is good

You will always like it

All around sister bitch

One never knows

Never sees it coming