Monday

Good morning, it's rush hour, my coffee is already gone.
Smoke in the mirror, somebody's jumping the bridge,
And I know it's okay, 'cause it's Monday.
Good morning, it's rush hour, my coffee is already gone.
Smoke in the mirror, somebody's jumping the bridge,
And I know it's okay, 'cause it's Monday,
And I know, I'm late, late again.