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Kneel down, to the one who loves,
Every little thing about you, that you're not confident of,
Pray, to the one who waits, for five long days of torment,
that make you sauvate,
Have faith, in what creates,
An overwhelming sense of freedom, in which we all relate,
Fall down, doesn't meen you're meek,
Looking forward to the nightmare of the working week,
Monday's made for fighting, tuesday's made of shit,
And if the other three days would go away the weekend would last a week,
Packed full of broken hearts,
And plans to write a movie even got someone to play the part,
Big words, and big ideas,
To put them into action needs another beer,
Monday's made for fighting, tuesday's made of shit,
And if the other three days would go away the weekend would last a week,
All hail the weekend, it makes no difference to me,
where it ends is still a mystery,
Laugh, you're not alone,
In feeling trapped inside this cycle on your own
Break out, It's not too late,
Protecting your identity the most important thing today,
All hail the weekend, it makes no difference to me,
Where it ends is still a mystery,
Monday's made for fighting, tuesday's made of shit,
And if the other three days would go away the weekend would last a week,
All hail the weekend, it makes no difference to me,
Where it ends is still a mystery.
- Album:
- Smoko At The Pet Food Factory
- Miscellaneous
- Meet The Family
- Sans Souci
- Shut Your Mouth
- Once A Jolly Swagman Always A Jolly Swagman
- Not So Tough Now
- Parasite
- Dick Sandwich
- Meet the Family / Mongrel
- I Miss My Lung
- Forever Malcolm Young
- We Lived Like Kings (We Did Anything We Wanted)
- Indie 2000, Volume 5
- Fat Music, Volume 5: Live Fat, Die Young
- Fat Music, Volume 6: Uncontrollable Fatulence
- Coughing Up a Storm
- Dr. Martens: The Capitol Records Music Sampler
- Happy Meals, Volume 1: A Smorgasbord of My Favorite Songs
- For the Term of Their Unnatural Lives