Little sparrow sitting on my fence
Watching a twig rolling into a drain
Everybody's got their umbrellas up again
So melancholy, it's insane
I love Monday mornings
Don't know why but I do
I love Monday mornings
Don't know why but I do
There's a magic in the sadness
So melancholy underneath that sky of grey
All the shirkers and the office workers
Pneumatic drills and the lives with no thrills
Little old lady with a face like a rat
Mini Metro with it's back tyres flat
Lollipop man splashing around in the rain
So melancholy, it's insane
I love Monday mornings
Don't know why but I do
I love Monday mornings
Don't know why but I do
There's a magic in the sadness
Milk floats and Scott's porridge oats
Petrol fumes and half-lit bedrooms
It's totally unrealistic but I'm feeling optimistic
Oh dear
Oh dear
I'm so glad I got up at this time