"St. Monday" lyrics

Billy Bragg & The Blokes Lyrics

"St. Monday"

Monday and the afternoon is bearing down on me
I'm watching the clock and the clock is watching me
Don't have to be cool but you know I am
Don't have to be here but you know that

I'm a hard worker but I ain't working on a Monday
I'm a hard worker but I ain't working on a Monday
A hard working fellow but I ain't working on a Monday
St. Monday's still the weekend to me

Two dozen enquiries are on hold for me
My shift supervisor is staring hard at me
Nobody can say what the matter is
I'm trying to recharge my batteries

I'm a hard worker but I ain't working on a Monday
I'm a hard worker but I ain't working on a Monday
A hard working fellow but I ain't working on a Monday
St. Monday's still the weekend to me

Somewhere out on the road, I just wanna be free
I don't wanna do as I'm told
Don't wanna work 4, 5, 6 days and turnaround
Want to get high on life but first I got to get me back home

Nobody can say what the matter is
I'm trying to recharge my batteries


Writer(s): Stephen William Bragg
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