January time is not on my side
That's the weight of my lore
February what can I do but hide
I see the light once more
March they tell me
They sent a soulsister
We prefer not to meet
April is on but my trouble ain't over
Events tend to repeat
May I take a plane and cross the ocean
I wish I wasn't here
June is yellow I cough quite often
A woman hails me dear
July pa**es as swift as an arrow
All my friends are away
August is hot and unpleasantly slow
Very little to say
September I bang my head on the wall
The entire planet shakes
October a month I don't like at all
I water my mandrakes
November whatever I ask they say
No did I do something wrong
December I've nothing else to do
So I write another song