Monday Mornings - The Supernaturals

Little sparrow sitting on my fence

Watching a twig rolling into a drain

Everybody’s got their umbrellas up again

So melancholy, it’s insane

I love Monday mornings, don’t know why but I do

I love Monday mornings, don’t know why but I do

There’s a magic in the sadness

So melancholy underneath that sky of grey

All the shirkers and the office workers

Pneumatic drills and the lives with no frills

Little old lady with a face like a rat

Mini Metro with its back tyre flat

Lollipop man splashing around in the rain

So melancholy, it’s insane

I love Monday mornings, don’t know why but I do

I love Monday mornings, don’t know why but I do

There’s a magic in the sadness

Milk floats, Scots porridge oats

Petrol fumes and half lit bedrooms

It’s totally unrealistic, but I’m feeling optimistic

Oh dear, oh dear

I’m so glad I got up at this time

I’m so glad I got up at this time

I’m so glad I got up at this time

I’m so glad I got up at this time