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Oh, Mr. Monday

Me oh my

You collect on the tears we cry

Where’s the reason;

Where’s the rhyme?

Mr. Monday, can you spare a dime?

The world is calling you

But you don’t wanna hear

You’re holding on to

All that’s left

Of yesterday

Cry of «Come together»

Ringing in your ears

But you just wait for

Someone else to

Find the way

You hide tomorrow

In the corner of your mind

And tell yourself you’re

Everything you

Wanna be

You want the pot of gold

That only seekers find

But all you have to

Give us is

Your sympathy

You could find the love to give

But you can’t spare the time

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