Lyrics Strapping Young Lad

Strapping Young Lad

Monday

Hey! How are ya?! How are ya?! How are ya?! (x12)

When monday comes again

Another week can begin

And I wanting, I'd ask myself

Since its like I cannot be alone

Wanting, I'm back where I belong

And I've found a way, now I'm going home

Monday

Another sick reminder of another dead week gone by

But if its monday

If only for a moment and if that moments coming, so am I

But I dont know bout that

Smoke is in the air

I cant stand this

I got 19 fucking hours and then I might get to the end

Get me home

But when engines purr in perfect harmony

The things at home are things I should not dream

And to take me down will take a better flight than here

You took my time, so now I take you

Monday! Get me out of L.A.! (3x)

I can't stand it!

Jesus