Monday allways goes too slow
Tuesday is gray as you know
Wednesday is a black hole
I hardly try to get off
Thursday steal my heart away
Waiting friday is such a pain
Then it comes and i'm so tired
Too tired to say hello
Winter slowly freeze my brain
Lazy spring time feeds my pain
I can't stand you dressed in brown
In sutch an ordinary way
Summer comes and blows away
Any shades on my regrets
Then it turns quick into fall
And all start to roll again
Here i am
Your 20th century mad boy
Sticky hands,
I made a smile but i would cry
Like a comedian i play my role
Headless chicken in a
Hurry, hurry, hurry,
I'm allways late but i'm not sorry
On you marks, get set, ready ... go!
Run run, run out for the week end
Runway around lost into the city
Am/fm listen to the dj
Dance... dance, dance to the radio
Like a comedian, just like an headless comedian
Dance to the 20th century radio
Dance to the 20th century radio
Dance, dance, dance to the radio
Dance to the 20th century radio