[Whispered:] (Friday, Saturday, Sunday) I know you'll love me on a Friday night Having fun is always easy with you You're always down when everything
Have you heard the news today I'm leaving town, I'm cashing out This town's too small for me to stay The time is now, I'm heading out Baby, I still need
I took a toke and a guzzle now I'm ready to go I think my brain's feeling fuzzy from the chemicals The girl across the bar looks so pretty to me But I
Monday morning came too soon It?s entering my forgotten room Disguised as the morning sun And I should be on the run But I?m here, waiting for you To
I can always find the time to lay out in the sand Watching as the waves roll by it makes me understand What it is to make a life that means a little more
God knows I work so many hours I need a change of scene I know some day I will fight the power To be a man of means Be a part of that game where your
Early one mornin', one mornin' in spring To hear the birds whistle, the nightingales sing I met a fair maiden who sweetly did sing 'I'm going to be married
Lonely lonely lonely Monday morning Informer dem pon every corner, alright alright yeah Lonely lonely lonely Monday morning And I didn't have no company
Written by lindsey buckingham. Monday morning you look so fine Friday I got travelin on my mind First you love me, then you fade away I can't go on
She maybe young but she only likes old things And modern music, it ain't to her taste She loves the natural light captured in black and white She sees
What do ya do when your best friend goes one day? Somebody takes their life away Don't want to wake up Monday morning And how are you supposed to deal
They keep you running, you can't hide from the ways of the system and dem everyday Persecution, you can't deny it. Witnesses there down a station with
Monday morning, I woke up late I feel like shit and I can't see straight One last drink was a bad idea I'm on the bowl with diarrhea Out the door in
I sit alone I drink alone I was born alone I'll die alone I dream alone I heal alone I exist alone And maybe now that's a lot of alone to put up with
Long before my stomping grounds got trampled on I sat and felt the greatest song that every painter - every poet couldn't create. And words they opened
At eight o'clock we said goodbye That's when I left her house for mine She said that she'd be staying in Well, she had to be at work by nine So I get
You left your Bible on the dresser, so I put it in the drawer 'Cause I can't seem to talk to God without yelling anymore And when I sit at your piano
Monday morning, why do you haunt me With your bells and factory whistles all around? Monday morning, why do you taunt me? And I so tired I could sleep