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Bad Cash Quartet

Monday Morning

Monday morning

Feels like I'm going down

And every wasted day

Is going through my head

Monday morning

Know it's hard to be young

And challenge everyone

Do you know how it feels?

I run at nights til I drop

I run at nights til I drop

Cause I am astray in my head

And that's in everything I

I am astray in my head

So I can't hear a thing you

Hear a thing you say

Monday morning

Feels like I'm going down

Every wasted day

Is going through my head

Early evenings

These are the times I love

But every now and then

It feels like I am dead

I run at nights til I drop

I run at nights til I drop

Cause I am astray in my head

And that's in everything I

I am astray in my head

So I can't hear a thing you

Hear a thing you say

Monday morning x 4

I am astray

In my head

I am astray