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[Verse] The alarm clock is ringing The day begins I jump out of bed I have no choice I'm driving to work Daily routine Monday You are my undoing [solo glass harmonica] [Choir] Monday's work This is my nightmare May this day end quickly Freedom will come When the clock strikes Monday tic tac tic tac tic tac I'm not your fan [solo pochette] [Verse 2] I'm sitting in front He thinks somewhere far away Watch The minutes pass slowly Coffee doesn't work I drink the substance Monday You are my nightmare [Choir] Monday's work This is my nightmare May this day end quickly Freedom will come When the clock strikes Monday I'm not your fan tic tac tic tac tic tac work, work and your hump will grow on its own bye bye [end]