Lankum - On a Monday Morning Lyrics

Too soon to be out of bedToo soon to be back at this bus-queue caperOr fumbling for change for my picture paperOn a Monday morningWrong end of the week for a smileWrong end of the day for being civilThere’s many a saint would be a divilOn a Monday morningOh where is the weekend now?Where is the whiskey and beer I tasted?Gone the same way as the pay I’ve wastedOn a Monday morningIf only the birds were boozeIf only the sun was a party giverIf only I could trade in this liverOn a Monday morningMy lover she lies asleepMy lover is warm and her heart is mellowI'd trade you the world just to share her pillowOn a Monday morningToo soon to be out of my bedToo soon to be back at this bus-queue caperOr fumbling for change for my picture paperOn a Monday morning