February - Smith & Thell

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»

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

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

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

Seems like nothing works on me

This February