Lyrics:
still holds onto
The days gone by
Take me back to the days of an old house
Sunday morning with food going all around
Train tracks rumble as time just
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
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors, twenty-five
Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five
saying to you
Good morning heartache, what's new
Stop haunting me now
Can't chase you no how
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Woke up monday morning
With a bad back
Head full of piss
Thinking fuck that
I'm not coming in
Called my boss up sick
He said you're sacked
You little
through today.
‘Cause I'm a slacker, lazy, go nowhere. You watch me day-by-day like I'm not there.
I start my Monday's off with “I don't care”
the week
Everything is alright on a Saturday night
And I've got all my fellows with their honey by my side
The DJ spins a record ´till he hits the morning
´till he hits the morning light
And everything´s gonna be ok
'Cause it´s a Saturday
And thinking about Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday it´s alright
´till he hits the morning light
And everything´s gonna be ok
'Cause it´s a Saturday
And thinking about Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday it´s alright
´till he hits the morning light
And everything´s gonna be ok
'Cause it´s a Saturday
And thinking about Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday it´s alright
´till he hits the morning light
And everything´s gonna be ok
'Cause it´s a Saturday
And thinking about Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday it´s alright
´till he hits the morning light
And everything´s gonna be ok
'Cause it´s a Saturday
And thinking about Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday it´s alright
´till he hits the morning light
And everything´s gonna be ok
'Cause it´s a Saturday
And thinking about Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday it´s alright
´till he hits the morning light
And everything´s gonna be ok
'Cause it´s a Saturday
And thinking about Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday it´s alright
´till he hits the morning light
And everything´s gonna be ok
'Cause it´s a Saturday
And thinking about Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday it´s alright
´till he hits the morning light
And everything´s gonna be ok
'Cause it´s a Saturday
And thinking about Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday it´s alright
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors, twenty-five
Good Morning
Morning, sir
Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium
Ah, thank you, my good man
What can I do for you, sir?
Well, I was sitting
We are the generation of the young flesh
We are the generation of the young flesh
We like to have sex on Friday night
And forget it by Monday
We are
Melanie claps her hands and music fades away
She rubs her shiny shoes, morning is becoming true
Serves another cup as Monday is chasing you
When excuse is
at me
And I may have stared right back
But I’d never dare betray your trust
I’d rather have a heart attack
Waking up Sunday Morning
Fretting about Monday
Finessin' all you thugs
Monday morning punch the clock
Doin' 9-5
I can make your dreams come alive
Walk up in the club looking fresh as fuck
I ain't
days
Off my chest they go
If it’s mills they know
The intellect is in effect
Detoxing all of this inner stress
Yeah, we watching
Got the game by the neck
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