Chorus:
How will my Monday be spent
My only friend got a job
How will my Monday be spent
Monday
Cute little daughters
In their fancy cars
Don't waste their warm feelings on me
My ride rusts away
I can't catch them
So I settle on continuing my journey afoot
Chorus
I wouldn't want to go to a bar either
To drink beer
I'll save that for the evening
So I can sleep at night
These puffy faces
I know precisely
It's depressing
Depressing to look at people like yourself
How will my Monday be spent
This crawling Monday
Aah Monday
Monday
Aah Monday
This crawling Monday
Aah Monday
Monday (x3)