It's Monday

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It is Monday today.
Yes, today is fucking Monday,
Sunday's intoxication hasn't even ended,
And look, it comes Monday.

That wonderful evening of Sunday,
While we were strolling our steps in the disco,
And see today on Monday,
Spending brains with this tin box.

We groom our hair on Sunday,
Clean our dirty faces,
Spend hours in the pub with friends,
Can't understand how this Sunday came to an end,

The same boring life,
Same boring routine
I don't understand
Why does this Monday have to come,

We are having booze,
Spending evening with girls,
Nights with our mate on Sunday,
And at last, we have to face it,
Next day this fucking Monday.

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