The season of the b**h 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 b**h 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 b**h One never knows Never sees it coming