Mondays

Morning has broken
Like the first morning,
Morning has broken
Without any warning!

Darkness in the air,
But people have to stand up,
Coldness in the air,
Beds had been just warmed up!

Hurry, hurry, hurry,
Eating, showering, running,
Sorry, Boss, I'm sorry,
I'm late'n'my headake's drumming

On my head, my brain!
But I have to work to my death
In order to earn and gain
The money I need on this earth!

Hurry home, use the infrared beam
To watch TV and eat and phone.
I go to bed and I have a dream:
A day without work, just staying at home!


Inhaltsverzeichnis · © 1998 Markus Schaber