There is nothing like the sun, breathing warmth onto your back.

Pressing steam out of the ground. What a glorious day to attack

Freezing temps which hold the world hostage in a polar play.

Bring all birds into a song. Scare those polar bears away.

With each passing night, longer lasts the light. We’re all ready for new life.

And what’s that light lurking behind our third month? You can feel it from here…

Shine on me! Rain on me! You can’t do nothin but good for me.

Yeah you’re beautiful. You make my garden grow.

This love’s more than mutual, it’s equinoxical!

And it don’t matter what I say. A rose by any other name, this season would still strongly claim.

We can’t expect all happy days in Spring, but we’ll all see great things.

Everyone feels it: the need for some action.

Everybody wants to plant their seed. Everybody wants some satisfaction.

You betta do yo thang. You betta, you betta do yo thang.

Because if you got a project and you know you wanna finish it then there’s no better time than now to Don’t Stop Get It Get It!

Ooh, to inspire is just to copy the original gangsta, prime mover, of the living world.

Springtime I wanna be yo girl!

But we’re your men for all seasons. The game is polyandry. Each one of us is pleasin the queen bee mother planet, third from the sun.

Maladaptive behavior will get you no satisfaction!

You betta do yo thang. You betta, you betta do yo thang.

Shine on me! Rain on me! You can’t do nothin but good for me.

Yeah you’re beautiful. You make my garden grow!

This love’s more than mutual, it’s equinoxical!

And it don’t matter what I say. The world’s takin care of business anyway.

Without us Earth would spin on just the same.

We must be thankful for today, and every breath we take.