Monday's gone
Monday's gone
Today I saw
A young girl morn
She said she's crying
For her son
Who's gone away
To die too young
Tuesday's gone
Tuesday's gone
Today I passed
A starvin' bum
His face was old
His feet were numb
Begging to
The deaf and dumb
Wednesday's gone
Wednesday's gone
Today I stopped
A man on the run
When I asked him
What he'd done
He said: shot down a coon
With my gun
Thursday's gone
Thursday's gone
Hear preachers preach
To a world gone wrong
'Bout drugs and war
To pointless song
We're doomed to hell
We ain't got long
Friday's here
Friday's here
Today I see
A world of fear
Why we're here
Is still unclear
And though we prey
Your God don't hear
Life's a cheat
Bittersweet
Stopped caring now
Five days a week
Leaves you feeling
Incomplete
Stuck on repeat
Five days a week