Monday - Strapping Young Lad

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 can’t 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 can’t stand it!)…Jesus!