Caracas

Monday Again

Caracas


I Spent My Weekend Blasted 
Out of My Head 
5:30 Monday Morning 
Get Out of My Bed 
Old Lady's Out in the Kitchen 
Bitchin' Till I Go Insane 
Yes It's Monday, Monday Again 
Yes It's Monday Again

I Stand in Line, It's Raining 
My Bus Is Late 
Elbow My Way Through Crowds of People I Hate 
Nobody Pays Attention 
Nobody Knows My Name 
Yes It's Monday, Monday Again 
Yes It's Monday Again

Sit Hypnotised By a Computer 
Chained, I'm a Slave to Time 
Five Days to Go Before There's Freedom 
I Got the Weekend On My Mind 
Listen I'm Sick of Rejection 
Damn, How I Wish I Could Say 
No More Mondays, Mondays Again 
No More Mondays Again