A song I wrote a couple of years ago - i drank a load of whisky, smoked a few cigars and destroyed my voice doing the vocals. Was it worth it? You tell me x
I woke up this morning
I need a cup of tea to wake me from my reverie
The air is cold
I feel so old even though i'm only 17
Monday Morning Blues
Driving down the rain-lashed highway
The morning commute becomes a test of will for every tired face that hisses past
Heavy torrents batter souls long past submission
I can think of a thousand places i'd rather be than here
Monday Morning Blues
The 9 to 5
the daily grind
The weekend never seemed so far away
I'm going home, i'll do my work some other time
But not today
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