Pulp Monday Morning Lyrics

There's nothing to do so you just stay in bed (oh, poor thing)
Why live in the world when you can live in your head?
Oh, and you can go out late from Monday till Saturday turns into Sunday
And now we're back here at Monday so you can do it all over again
And we go

I want a refund
I want a light
I want a reason to make it through the night
Alright

And so you finally left school
so now what are you going to do?
Now you're so grown up
Yeah you're so mature

Going out late from Monday to chuck up in the street on Sunday
You don't want to live till Monday
You're gonna do it all over again
And you go

I want a refund
I want a light
I want a reason for all this night after night after night after night

Oh I know that it's stupid
but I just can't seem to spend a night at home
'cos my friends left town and now I'm here all alone

Yeah they say the past must die for the future to be born
In that case, die little mother, die little mother
C'mon
C'mon

Stomach in, chest out, on your marks, get set, go!
Now, now that you're free, what are you going to be?
And who are you going to see?
And where, where will you go?
And how will you know you didn't get it all wrong?

Is this the light of a new day dawning?
A future bright that you can walk in
No, it's just another Monday morning
Do it all over again
Oh baby

(Stick this Monday morning up your, oh oh oh)

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