Verse 1 Day of the moon, you’re too soon Second rate day of the week Lunacy, the grind, up shit creek Don’t want to steal a good line but hey, I don’t like Mondays either, okay? I knew a guy He died, why? Monday he flat-lined, no foil hat More hearts attack on Mondays, Did you know that? Verse 2 Day of the moon, you’re too soon Second rate day of the week Lunacy, the grind, up shit creek Don’t want to steal a good line but hey, I don’t like Mondays either, okay? I knew a girl She cried, why? Monday, she lost her mind, no foil hat More minds are blown on Mondays, Did you know that? Chorus Seven ways to Sunday, too soon Monday is our day of doom Day of the moon, sharing gloom Wanna stay home in my room! Bad days moon phase in a bad way- Don’t want to steal a good line, but hey! I don’t like Mondays either, okay? (Spoken part) Okay, I’m exaggerating But you got to wake up, shower, get dressed, skip breakfast, and hit traffic. Day in, day out. Tuesday is OK. Wednesday is better. Thursday is a tease! But Friday? That’s the finish line. Yeah. But, on Sunday night? Yeah. You feel dread because Monday is lurking there, just around the bend. I hate Mondays. Verse 3 Day of the moon, you’re too soon Second rate day of the week Lunacy, the grind, up shit creek Don’t want to steal a good line but hey, I don’t like Mondays either, okay? The world is mad It sucks, why? Monday, we elected a moron, no foil hat More clowns love clowning on Mondays, Did you know that? Chorus Seven ways to Sunday, too soon Monday is our day of doom Day of the moon, sharing gloom Wanna stay home in my room! Bad days moon phase in a bad way- Don’t want to steal a good line, but hey! I don’t like Mondays either, okay?
