: You called me up You called me up too late Call me the one that got away You locked me down Your locks were made to break I'd rather die a thousand
you need to be shown (Tell me why) I don't like Mondays (Tell me why) I don't like Mondays (Tell me why) I don't like Mondays I want to shoot the whole
). It's just another manic Monday I wish it was Sunday 'Cause that's my Funday My I don't have to runday It's just another manic Monday I wish it
Talkin' to myself and feelin' old Sometimes I'd like to quit Nothin' ever seems to fit Hangin' around Nothin' to do but frown Rainy days and Mondays Always
for quit awhile [Chorus:] So it might as well stay Monday from now on Cause it seems that the only one I ever love is gone And it just might as well stay Monday
Lying here on the floor Wondering where my absent friends are Been sleeping on a bed of thorns It's my faith in you that keeps me warm Behind an old
I drive in the rain With the window open But it's not the same When everything has changed But while you're still near I'll try anything And I'll say
My brother and I are side by side Always as one just you and I I never thought I'd have to say goodbye But I know he's here always beside I can talk
Well nine days through one week, so much better well, two days longer would seem so easy We'll never know, we'll never know August morning, a sunday
Betty was a blonde blue eyed baby Who marked her first birthday on easter morning but her parents had other reasons to celebrate that day Betty had
Well in my time allowed I'm wondering where I'm going so what you doing now? For what I've done's outlasting my place to be proud Trust worthy of my
Sometimes I think I see you in a crowd so far away from home but I still turn around sometimes I think that maybe you've come back to save me and the
Well, his name was agent Bobby Found his body in the bay He was thrown in undercover Put a hundred thieves away But with the fall of old town bosses
Standing here, all alone, on the corner by her door said to wait, you might be late but I was that too and now it's half past eight Well my friends
Well as I drive from rehearsal I drive down past familiar places These songs and old aquantance you can scrape their faces from the pages Oh I when I
ve got questions deeper than you want to go There's no need to argue or put up all this show I might know the words to sing to you a song But I can't
Talkin' to myself and feelin' old Sometimes I'd like to quit Nothin' ever seems to fit Hangin' around Nothin' to do but frown Rainy days and Mondays
the streets alight, maybe the trees are gone I feel my heart start beating to my favourite song And all the kids they dance, all the kids all night Until Monday