weeklings (lyrics)

blue on a monday
better than no day at all

work until tuesday
don’t even bother to call

called her a cutie
that’s when they gave you the boot

sounded too fruity
aim and unable to shoot

flew from the country
suddenly no day remains

blue until sunday
that’s when i’ll blow out my brains

yours every truly
all that they’ll see is a stain

plate of tabouli
pleasure without any pain

cancel my play date
buy me a bat and a ball

think like a cheapskate
work til there’s no work at all

spare me your last dime
give me your dollars and chains

love me a long time
’til only my hatred remains

losing a loved one
is better than no love at all

edge of the ledge now
bracing yourself for the fall