Žodžiai dainai: Stealers Wheel. Monday Morning.

Well, I was working for the tax man
Digging out the facts at the Inland Revenue
I was slowly going nowhere, thinking it was somewhere
There was nothing I could do

I got wasted every day of the week
And come Sunday, well, I just couldn't speak
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon

Well, I was getting more frustrated
At the longer I waited, I thought I was led astray
And the only thing I knew was the sound of rock 'n' roll
Kept taking me away

I got wasted every day of the week
And come Sunday, well, I just couldn't speak
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon