Strapping Young Lad - Monday | Текст песни

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Hey! How are ya?!

When, monday comes, again,yeh,
Another week can begin,

Wanting, I'd ask myself,
Since its like I cannot be alone,

Wanting, I'm back where I belong,
And I've found a way, now I'm going home,

Monday, another sick reminder of another
Dead week gone by,

But if its monday,
If only for a moment,
And if that moments coming so am i,

But I dont know bout that
Smoke is in the air
I cant stand this
I got 19 fucking hours and then I might get to the end
Get me home
But when engines purr in perfect harmony
The things at home
Are things I should not dream,
To take me down will take a better flight than here
You took my time so now I take you

(Spoken unknown)

Monday! Get me out of L.A.!
(I cant stand it!)....Jesus!

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