Sing a song of hope Dream a dream of wonder Bite the road yourself Fight the dream and wonder Raise a glass in triumph Working men unite The rise of genius ending right before your eyes
Sunday morning and you crawl right out of bed Three pots of coffee can never cure this pounding head Today I feel hollow, still we got tomorrow I can barely see but it's alright It's a social reason why it's never got older with time
‘Cause you're my angel You're my four leaf clover You're my demon and I'm sad to say it's almost over
And we found a beacon in the ocean that I bled Giving me the feeling that we're both better dead Raise a glass in triumph for we win tonight Before the weekends ending right before your eyes
‘Cause you're my angel You're my four leaf clover You're my demon and I'm sad to say it's almost over You're my cheap fix You're my weekend soldier You're my weakness and I'm sad to say it's almost over
Don’t build me up Don’t fill my cup with things 'Cause you want me to change my mind Don’t build me up Don’t fill my cup with things Another something you left behind Don’t build me up Don’t fill my cup Don't shut me up Won't lose my…
You're my angel You're my four leaf clover You're my demon and I'm sad to say it's almost over You're my cheap fix You're my weekend soldier You're my weakness and I'm sad to say it's almost over It's almost over (sad to say) It's almost over