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it's hard enough to shake yer bones awake and get into the game and that name, Monday, one day gone day, try and get your mojo on day Monday plays like an old fashioned song scratchy on the gramaphone's trying to make you shake yer bones I am just a bag of bones ready for the stewing *** what's Monday got that I can't see what does Monday do for me It's full of dinosaurs and boring old men I need the 'magic boomerang' the one that makes the time stand still then I'd wind back the clock until it was Saturday night The problem is this, no one remembers the TV show on Australian networks from so long ago I do though and 'I don't like Mondays' Oh boomtown rats? Don't remember a bomb that never had a boom or a rat in a town that never found room to chew on a Monday dinosaurs gave Monday a bad name.
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Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 2:31 AM UTC
Dinosaurs gave Monday a bad name
it's hard enough to shake yer bones awake and get into the game and that name, Monday, one day gone day, try and get your mojo on day Monday plays like an old fashioned song scratchy on the gramaphone's trying to make you shake yer bones I am just a bag of bones ready for the stewing *** what's Monday got that I can't see what does Monday do for me It's full of dinosaurs and boring old men I need the 'magic boomerang' the one that makes the time stand still then I'd wind back the clock until it was Saturday night The problem is this, no one remembers the TV show on Australian networks from so long ago I do though and 'I don't like Mondays' Oh boomtown rats? Don't remember a bomb that never had a boom or a rat in a town that never found room to chew on a Monday dinosaurs gave Monday a bad name.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 2:31 AM UTC
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