I spent my weekend blasted Out of my head 5: 30 Monday morning Get out of my bed Old lady's out in the kitchen Bitchin' till I go insane Yes it's Monday, Monday again Yes it's Monday again I stand in line, it's raining My bus is late Elbow my way through crowds of people I hate Nobody pays attention Nobody knows my name Yes it's Monday, Monday again Yes it's Monday again Sit hypnotised by a computer Chained, I'm a slave to time Five days to go before there's freedom I got the weekend on my mind Listen I'm sick of rejection Damn, how I wish I could say No more Mondays, Mondays again No more Mondays again