Lyrics:
la la la la
I used to carry her satchels
She used to walk by my side
But when we got to her doorstep
Her dad wouldn't let me inside
One Monday
should have burned it down
Sunday morning came and now you're gone
I should probably know this shit by now
Ah, oh
I should probably know this shit by
the dancing tonight
But, oh, Monday morning it comes round too soon
The sound of the flax mill, the beat of the loom
But tonight the band's playing
through here again
Maxine, Maxine, Maxine, Maxine
Time plays tricks on your memory
It's been a long weekend
She said she'd be back here by Monday
If Monday will determine my future
Then Tuesday we'll determine my past
And Wednesday I'll get back to the present
But Thursday's gonna come by too
Sunday morning, lying in bed
My drunken words from last night fill my head
Had a little too much to drink
So now I'll spend my whole day overthinking
compressure, game clock ticking
Where's Montana on my morning Joe, 50 cal, Call Of Duty 4
Psyop da whole pot, unveiling monday night football tv prime time
Was a Monday morning
about a quarter past four
You were busy dreaming
So what did you wake up for?
Are you a stranger in your own life?
What
around in the night
Sniffin' bags of glue
We be turnin' up by the forest in the pines
Drinking turpentine
Getting gone 'til it's bright
Haunted Mound boys
these questions
Some are hoping
Some are broken
But we keep forgetting
It's just another Monday morning
Waking up to work
Life's getting boring
Got zero
Saturday, we should have burned it down
Sunday morning came and now you're gone
I should probably know this shit by now
Ah, oh
I should probably know this
Partyin' on Wednesday nights,
Going to my car on Friday mornings,
Like an everyday story,
Just go by the sound of my drummer drumming,
And the sounds
rearview mirror
Make you smaller day by day
Instead you're in my bathroom mirror
Every morning you blow me away
Blown away, Blown away, Blown away
Burn my
the sun morning
All these vivid lights in my eyes i can't see a thing
All these vivid nights in my mind i hope it won't fade away
It'll be gone by the next
On Monday the sun will be shining
On Tuesday the weather was fine
Wednesday and Thursday went by
By Friday the clouds filled the sky
Dis morning
I woke up this
Morning feeling fucked up
What else is new? Like God be like
"To hell with you" to tell the truth
I ain't been to church in like three
got to be there by nine.
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's
on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on, eighteen-wheeler, roll on (roll on)
Well, it's Monday morning, he's kissin' momma goodbye
He's up and gone
tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
Then I'll go back workin'
Come Monday morning I'm right back with the crew
I'll drink a little beer that
day
I might get a little tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
Then I'll go back workin', come Monday morning I'm right back with the crew
I'll
a little tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
But I'll go back workin',
Come Monday morning I'm right back with the crew
I'll drink a little beer
came out the shower
Everyday I be surrounded by bosses
Winning right now but I took a few losses
Promised my momma I'll make it
So I'm waking up every
waking up early Monday mornings,
With my new dress and my new shoes, with the buckles on em
And you would kiss my face and say I love you baby,
And you
us,
I'm talking to myself on Monday morning,
I watch the news on Monday night,
And I wonder why we kill over a story,
I wonder why we hate just
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