Monday, February 13, 2006

A Lyric of the Day

The telex machine is kept so clean
As it types to a waiting world.
And mother feels so shocked,
Father's world is rocked,
And their thoughts turn to
Their own little girl.

Sweet 16 ain't so peachy keen,
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat.
They can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?

Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
I want to shoot the whole day down.

-- I Don't Like Mondays, Boomtown Rats


WandaV said...

I'll (sneeze, sneeze) second that chorus! (sniff, sniff) Especially (cough, cough) Monday the 13ths while enduring a cold. (sneeze, sniff)

feeling sorry for herself

Rich said...

You're right, Wanda! Today is a Monday the 13th. I didn't even think about the date - just that it was another dad gum Monday.

Do something about that cold. Have an orange juice on me.

P&S said...

Maybe shorter lyrics (or no lyrics) of the day are the answer.

That way nothing takes away from the impact of the Song Quotes of the Week.

Just saying.

Rich said...

Awwwwwwright, sourpuss, I hear your mewl.