Il testo della Monday morning

Well, i was working for the tax man
Digging out the facts at the inland revenue
I was slowly going nowhere, thinking it was somewhere
There was nothing i could do

I got wasted every day of the week
And come sunday, well, i just couldn't speak
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon

Well, i was getting more frustrated
At the longer i waited, i thought i was led astray
And the only thing i knew was the sound of rock 'n' roll
Kept taking me away

I got wasted every day of the week
And come sunday, well, i just couldn't speak
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon