Black Monday, Is coming around again And it feels like a friend Who just won't take a hint, cuz it's Hangin me up, and it's Hangin around And I'm feeling far too lost to feel too profound And the tone of my voice is the loneliest sound And my Heroes have all become pathetic clowns And I'm feeling far too lost to feel too profound My friend Kate, You laugh like a tidal wave But Charlie won't surf, On your laughter, on Black Monday, and the Shadows I feel, are the Shadows in me And not even your face or your beautiful smile Or the curve of your breasts or your laughing bright eyes Could make me beleive I'm a winner tonite When Monday morning is just outta sight, Ya Monday morning is just outta sight. Well I know a story, 'Bout a man who couldn't see past his finger tips To reach out and touch it Was just too much like he needs it And I know of her Who reached out to me and all she got were my barb wire hands And I won't be too proud If she can't depend on me when Black Monday stats comin' round My friend Kate, You are sad, and beautiful And the way I am Has never been too good for us, cuz I'm Too blind to hear, and I'm Too deaf to see. But I still have a voice that can call out your name With a gut full of beer and a head full of pain I can lie in yer arms and be lover's again (and) Thank god Tuesday morning is just hours away Thank god Tuesday Morning is just hours away, Yeah And do you know, I won't let you down, let you down Rest your head, When I come around, come around Do you know, You can count on me, count on me Laugh out loud, I see what you see, what you see Naa, Naaa. . .
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