Monday morning

There's nothing to do so you just stay in bed
(Oh, poor thing)
Why live in the world
When you can live in your head?
And you can go out late from monday
'Till saturday turns into sunday
And now you're back here at monday
So we can do it all over again

And now you go, aah ah ah

I want a refund
I want a light
I want a reason to make it thru the night
Alright

And so you finally left school
So now what are you going to do?
Now you're so grown up
Yeah, you're, oh, so mature
Going out late from monday
Chuck up in the street on sunday
You don't want to live till monday
And have to do it all again

And you go, aah ah ah

I want a refund
I want a light
I want a reason for all this
Night after night after night after night
Oh, I know that it's stupid
But I just can't seem to spend a night at home
'Cos me friends left town
And I'm here all alone

Oh, yeah, they said the past must die
For the future to be born
In that case die, little, mother

Stomach in
Chest out
On your marks
Get set
Go
Now, now that you're free
What are you going to be?
And who are you going to see?
And where
Where will you go
And how will you know
You didn't get it all wrong?

Is this the light of a new day dawning?
A future bright that you can walk in?
No, it's just another monday morning
Do it all over again, oh, baby

La la la la la la
Do do, do do do do