TZU - Mondays lyrics

rate me

Alarm bells and ringing and I'm up and out of bed

Coffee's in the pot, it's on the go, it's on the boil

Six in the morning and I'm jumping on the train and

Once again it's Groundhog Day

And I catch a glimpse of the man I am

My life did go according to plan

I went to high school, university and then a steady job

Two kids and a divorce I got burnt from

I pay my tax like everyone else

And I can't relax like anyone else

And I can't believe that it's coming around

So I brace myself for a nervous break down

Quick step, I ain't got time to think

More stress every single time I blink

The nine to five lullaby worldwide

Day to day grind got me asking if there's more to life, c'mon

Wake up on Mondays, uh oh

Making my coffee, uh oh

Day's fall like dominoes

That's just what I know

All I need to know, uh oh

All I need to know

Lunch break coming and I need a pickup

I got nothing but some emptiness inside of my gut

I got rubbing eyes crazily, I'm vaguely lost

I've got automatic pilot on the albatross

When you take a good look and see it piling up

An order will be executed by the robots

Cause they running the show, yeah they calling the shots

And every Monday morning we just want to call it all off

But even in the thick of it different trials are lost

In a court that we thought would never suffer a loss

I'm taking a long walk, no I ain't taking a bus

I need a minute to configure or I'm gonna combust, so wake up

We walk into the walls like ghosts that haunt the night

Almost dead before we die

And this ain't no kind of lie

Takes more than all of these long days to make me face up

To the fact that nothing changes

What is this that keeps me running?

What is this that keeps me running?

What is this that keeps me running?

Newspapers talking bout war in the Middle East

I don't see it so I leave it to the war chiefs

Murder one gunman in the city streets

I don't feel it cause it's just another news brief

To get my wage I've lost lots of days

I've locked up my rage for the money that I'm paid

And my attitude is do what you need

But what will it mean next century?

And I'm daydreaming that today will be my last day

I'll either leave or throw grenades in my work place

And would I even know if the world explodes?

I'm a quit my job, pack my bags and go