February

[Verse 1]
I said to my feet
"Don't just lay there and sleep, get up from that bed, make something good of this day"
And I said to my hands
"Now go make some friends, you touch the remote more than your lover"

[Chorus]
But I'm as low as low can be
And I just go home and watch TV
I wish that I could smoke some weed
But it makes me way too deep
Seems like nothing works on me
This February

[Verse 2]
And I said to my abs
To my one only ab
"Now go hit the gym and multiply yourself"
But everything just seems so boring
We all go to work like we're zombies
And on the subway we stand on each other's feet
On drowsy grey mornings after taking sleeping pills

[Chorus]
But I'm as low as low can be
And I just go home and watch TV
I wish that I could smoke some weed
But it makes me way too deep
Seems like nothing works on me
This February

[Ending]
Seems like nothing works on me
This February