"St. Monday" as written by and Billy Bragg....
Monday and the afternoon
Is baring down on me
I'm watching the clock and
The clock is watching me

Nobody can say what the matter is
I'm trying to recharge my batteries

I'm a hard worker
But I ain't working on a Monday
I'm a hard worker
But I ain't working on a Monday
A hard working fellow
I ain't working on a Monday
St. Monday's still the weekend to me

Two dozen inquiries
Are on hold for me
My shift supervisor
Is staring hard at me

Don't have to be here
But you know I can
Don't wanna be here
But you know that

I'm a hard worker
But I ain't working on a Monday
I'm a hard worker
But I ain't working on a Monday
A hard working fellow
I ain't working on a Monday
St. Monday's still the weekend to me

Somewhere out on the road
I just wanna be free
I don't wanna do as I'm told
Don't wanna work four, five, six days
And turn around
Want to get high on life
But first I've gotta get me back home

Nobody can say what the matter is
I'm trying to recharge my batteries

I'm a hard worker
But I ain't working on a Monday
I'm a hard worker
But I ain't working on a Monday
A hard working fellow
I ain't working on a Monday
A hard working fellow
I ain't working on a Monday
No!


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"St. Monday" as written by Billy Bragg

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