mondays always seem so blue.
it's not like "i'm sure glad monday's finally here"
it's always "fucking monday ... another fucking week"
where did the excitement and hope of a new week go ?
maybe it faded away with my youth,
or maybe slipped between the cracks ...
in a heart broken five too many times.
i really don't know.
maybe i'm fighting the years ... just a little too hard ?
it's kinda hard to surrender ...
when you know that there's no turning back.
but ...
at least then i might treat every monday like it could be ...
the last monday i'll spend on this earth.
yeah ! ... yeah ! ... that's it !
give up, so i can appreciate life,
or at least mondays.
it sounds insaine ... so it makes perfect sense
today anyway.
by martin
justice ( just us )
here we are
in god we trust
lying red fox
with a bus
that runs down truth
to feed its lust
for tea and treasure
and your crutch
die sick man
you cost too much
parenthood
shall not be planned
union pentions
will be banned
most state workers
should be canned
racist are here
by demand
he's on our side
the son of man
now listen and you'll understand
they speak in code
of black and white
and stomping on
our human rights
their money hidden
out of sight
burn more coal
to light our lights
glen and bill
say it's alrite
and we'll be back tomorrow night
with more justice ( just us ) *wink* for all
by martin
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